doublesmall | [AUDIENCE] kagachi

[kagachi has seen this office today already, so welcome back! chuuya's seated by the window, looking somewhat pensive as he peers outside. he looks up when kagachi gets pulled in, though, giving him a nod.]

Come in. You need something?

[Welcome to the office yet again, Kagachi. As usual, Chuuya's hanging out in one of the chairs, but he's foregoing the wine right now.

hate that I have to mention it but he's not really bothering to hide marks in varied states of healing on his neck, so. it's a thing.]

Stopping in early, huh. Did something come up?

[it's the office again! hello, kagachi. chuuya still looks tired, slumped in a chair; his coat's a little rumpled, spread out a bit like he hasn't been sitting still, and one hand's tapping idly on the arm of the chair.]

Kagachi, hey. You need something?

[jan i'm going to spare you and we're going post-bang. chuuya pulled him in and reminded him he still had one more part of the task left to do, so here they are in chuuya's fancyass bedroom with a giant bed, while chuuya pulls his clothes back on.]

So you're finished, huh-- who did you end up teaching?

[what's up, kagachi. chuuya is still a little tipsy from his trial drinking... but he has at least stopped, currently sitting sideways in one of his fancy chairs, legs draped over the armrest.]

Well, you guys got one eventually.

[Hi Kagachi, welcome to the bedroom, again, where I will continue to spare Jan.

Chuuya's not getting dressed this time though, he's just kind of throwing on a fancy burgundy silk robe and settling back in against the pillows, because who would I be if I didn't curse you a little over the course of 2 morning after threads?]

Not bad. You've been learning here, huh?

Hey.

[he's brought kagachi to his office, where he's working on another glass of wine, because of course he is!]

...what a fucking mess, huh.

w1, tuesday

w2, monday

w2, friday

w3, tuesday

w3, saturday

w4, monday

w4, saturday