twelfth hit; audio.

[inadvertently]

[ well.

that was a snowstorm. shizuo's drumming his fingers against the tabletop and leaving dents, peering out the window with a mug of coffee poised mid-air. ] Looks like some of the walkways are still a mess. What a pain.

Look, anyone need some help shoveling? [ he's still in a sour mood about the draft taking his boss. but. he's gotta get out of this house and if he punches another hole through the wall, he's pretty sure someone will skin him for the noise. ]

Comments

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess. I need to start bailing the bar out too. [ grunt. ]

[havemilkbro]

[The bar. Kasuka should visit Shizuo's workplace more often. Seeing his brother in a job is good.

Going over to get something from the fridge in about...now.]

...People are stranded in the bar?

[He suspected there might be, with the heavy snow out there.]

[moezuo.livejournal.com]

Probably. There are a lot of people who ended up snowed in. The bar'd seem like the best place to ride the storm out for more than a few people.

[havemilkbro]

[Logical, and it's one of the more well-known establishment in the village.]

...Don't forget to dress warmly.

[Hey, Shizuo, do you like a bottle of strawberry milk?]