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text: un; catpurrcino

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Feel like having a spar? Hifumi has gone home too, so the apartment is rather quiet.

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[This... doesn't sound good.]

If that is what you need, yes. I can come over in thirty minutes.

[He's not sure what kind of sparing Ren needs, but he'll be there.]

aww I broke the 69 comment

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[It's the worse. It's so quiet all Ren can hear is his own thoughts swirling over and over in his mind.]

I would appreciate that, yeah.

Thank you.

[Honestly he'd take any type of sparring that Souji would be willing to give him. Sword, Persona, the other sword...

When Souji would arrive, the smell of the curry would be nearly leaking from the apartment from how many batches Ren was making.]

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[He'll probably read better into it once he sees Ren in person. And they can arrange which sword when he arrives. For now, he makes his way over, casually dressed in summer clothes.

The smell of curry is comforting- it reminds him of Japan, of home, even though neither his parents nor Dojima make curry (his parents are not really around and Dojima can't cook). He stands around in the cafe for a moment, looking around. The guy mentioned living above the establishment or...? Maybe he should send a text.]

I'm in your cafe

[And he waits for a second before calling out-] Ren?

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[And Ren pops out naked]

I'm here.

[He rises up from the back of the kitchen, which would be comical if Ren didn't look so unusually apathetic.]

Are you hungry? Something before we get to it.

[Whatever it is. Talking, fighting, so on...]

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[Souji almost does a doubletake when he sees him- he really does look a bit... well, he can't think of a word. Sprightly? He looks tired.

He waves a hand, offering a smile,] That's alright. Perhaps after we're done.

[And after a small pause, he gathers his guts bravery to ask.]

Are you alright? You don't look so well.