IC contact post for Adstringendum

[the13tharcana]

"Hello, you have reached the PCD of Ryoji Mochizuki!
It's unfortunate that I am unavailable at the time.
If you wish to contact me, just leave a message.
I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"

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Not here~

[death_scythe]

[A small tube wrapped up in torn up cloth sits outside front door of the place where Ryoji is staying. Written in faded black marker is a single letter, R, the only indication as to who the present is intended for. Once opened, one would find a rolled up and slightly stained sheet of paper, though it's done in a way that it could have been on purpose. But that's not the important part of this. A drawing can be found, and a well done one at that.

It looks like a dive bar, really, the scene displayed. There're booths and tables set up, and a long running bar with shelves of booze behind it. The bar seems relatively empty, save for three people sitting at the bar. They're all familiar people, or they better be. Kida Masaomi is standing, his arm slung around Ryoji's shoulders, and is sporting the most devilish grin. He's poking Ryoji's cheek with a single finger. Duo is sitting ON the bar using the end of his braid to tickle Ryoji's face, obviously laughing while poor Ryoji is trying to swat them both away at the same time. There are several empty cups on the bar, but that doesn't seem to bother anyone.

Even if there aren't any indications as to who it's from, it should be obvious considering the scene.]

; w ; /clings to

[the13tharcana]

[Eventually, the gift is discovered by the person it's meant for. A little confused at first, Ryoji opens it with little hesitation, though - and once the sheet of paper is spread out between his hands and all for him to see...

Ryoji just remains there, totally still, as he stares at the drawing. He has no trouble recognizing who's in the picture. And the more he stares at those smiling faces, the more overflown he becomes with all kinds of feelings. On one hand, he's happy, because those were truly memories he cherished up till this day, and would cherish them for as long as he could remember. On the other, however... there was the realization that the three of them meeting like this was something that could never take place again. And that alone left his chest clenching in the most painful of ways.

Before Ryoji even knows it, there are a pair of tears falling to the sheet of paper he has his eyes glued to.]