[There are flashes of buildings, of the cobbled streets as he jumps over an ice patch, of people as Chuuya dodges around them. He’s trying not to project anything, but he doesn’t have a grip on this yet, and as soon as his focus is on anything else, images and thoughts start to slip through. ]
Shit, it’s cold. Even colder today.
[Wait. He shouldn’t send that thought at Dazai. There’s a flash of annoyance, and then silence as he listens to his ex-partner’s rambles.
A coffee shop appears briefly, together with some longing. It would be warm. But he has to finish his run.]
[1/?]
Shit, it’s cold. Even colder today.
[Wait. He shouldn’t send that thought at Dazai. There’s a flash of annoyance, and then silence as he listens to his ex-partner’s rambles.
A coffee shop appears briefly, together with some longing. It would be warm. But he has to finish his run.]