Saturday, post trial

[when chuuya comes to find shinssin this time, it's with a vintage bottle of wine tucked under one arm. if he thinks he needs a drink after all that himself?...

well. he figures he might need to share.

so wherever he happens to be, chuuya's either taking a seat or leaning on a wall or something nearby.]

...hey. Figure asking how you're doing is a stupid question, but-- half this is yours, if you want it.