[ When he's out. Nishikiyama hadn't heard or noticed Mine shuffling about over the sound of the water running, and only now notices that Mine is up and tidy. Hm. Maybe he'd used the sink?
Wine is more interesting than an answer, and despite a lesser state of dress, with his hair still dry (he'd avoided the commitment of washing it) and a towel wrapped about his hips, he moves closer to the table that'd been prepared for him. He doesn't care to put his own clothes back on just yet. ]
Food is whatever. We'll eat eventually.
[ He reaches for the first glass that Mine pours out. ]
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[ When he's out. Nishikiyama hadn't heard or noticed Mine shuffling about over the sound of the water running, and only now notices that Mine is up and tidy. Hm. Maybe he'd used the sink?
Wine is more interesting than an answer, and despite a lesser state of dress, with his hair still dry (he'd avoided the commitment of washing it) and a towel wrapped about his hips, he moves closer to the table that'd been prepared for him. He doesn't care to put his own clothes back on just yet. ]
Food is whatever. We'll eat eventually.
[ He reaches for the first glass that Mine pours out. ]