[open]

[sharplydressed]

WHO: Kiyomitsu Kashuu & you!
WHERE: Out and about all over Recolle
WHEN: Primarily July 8th/9th, but also through the rest of July
WHAT: Combo birthday and bingo shenanigans! Come for the drinks, stay for the bad fashion.
WARNINGS: Drinking and horrible outfits but otherwise N/A, will update if it changes!

July 8th
i. morning/afternoon, A Good Bean
[There sure is a lot of hustle and bustle around this little cafe today! Tables are being rearranged, the carafe carts are pushed to the side and out of the way, and a space has been cleared in the center of the room. Kiyomitsu stands in the middle of things, directing people who are carrying some very... eclectic outfits, and interchangeably dimming or brightening the lights in the dining area.

Are you just curious and poking your head in? Trying to avoid all this nonsense and get an espresso to wake you up for the long shift ahead? NOT ANYMORE. As soon as he spots you, his target is Locked and he's trotting on over.]

Hm... You! You've totally got the look I need. Gimme just ten minutes of your time, okay? I just need a few more people.

[It's not just ten minutes. It's never just ten minutes. And did someone carrying sparkle mesh just walk by? Maybe you should hightail it outta here while you still can...]

ii. evening, various bars
[So after a fashion show that may or may not have been a hit and may or may not have involved the authorities briefly being called, Kiyomitsu is free for the day! Free to enjoy his new ability to go to bars legally at long last...! He might keep his fake ID for fond memory's sake, though. It got him through so many tough times...

But for now, he's treating himself - with other people's money in a mutually beneficial bingo arrangement. If he spots anyone who appears to be looking at a bingo card or overhears someone so much as say the word bingo, he's turning right on over.]

If you buy me a birthday drink, I'll help you fill your card out. Deal?

iii. late night/earlyass morning, around town
[Occasionally, he'll be taking breaks from his long and arduous 21 Run™ and can be found sitting on sidewalks or benches outside of the bars he's being dragged through. Naturally, that means he's a prime target for the late night street vendors and their deliciously fried and salted foods... There goes a cart with barbequed meats! And another selling fresh greasy pastries!

Eventually, Kiyomitsu will just turn to the nearest person - stranger or not - and point toward the closest cart.]

Let's go get some of that.

[It's a necessity.]

July 9th
iv. afternoon, Peach Beach
[His shades have made a return, as has his old friend, hangover... Kiyomitsu's had an honestly rank morning and it isn't even because of the hangover so much as some shiny new abilities.

And of course, he's dealing with them like a champ by pretending they're absolutely not a thing! Why worry about freaky voodoo swords when you can gripe about the sun, instead?? He may have to be out here for Important Bingo Reasons, but that doesn't stop him from whining like the world is personally against him. Said whining only stops when someone happens to walk between him and the sun, at which point he'll immediately look up and say, very flatly:]

I'll pay you ten bucks if you just stand there and block out the sun for a little bit.

[Save him.]

wildcard;
[Hit me with whatever you're down for! Kashuu's bingo card is here and he's open for any bingo shenanigans all month!]

Comments

ii

[wordcarvings]

[ Considering Koutarou has had a tiresome week that just ended, it's not surprising to find him at The Inkwell. Now he looks up from the poetry book that he was trying and failing to read. ]

That depends, doesn't it?

[ He thought he was underage... Or was he mistaken somewhere along the line? ]

[sharplydressed]

Lemme see your bingo card and we'll find out!

[Since he automatically assumes Koutarou means "that depends on whether or not you can actually help me check anything off of the bingo board", which is fair... He'll lean over the side of his chair, pulling his own phone out of his pocket, too.]

Maybe we could swap some squares while we're at it, too? But the drink is totally fine.

[wordcarvings]

[ He does put down the book and pull up his phone from a pocket but hesitates. ]

I meant it depends on your age....

[ Look, the owner of this place also happens to be his cousin, while his best friend is a cop. But even if that had not been the case he would have cared about not buying a drink to someone who shouldn't yet be drinking. ]

iii bc I'm starving

[okitactless]

[I want barbequed greasy meat pastries wtf

But anyway, this sure isn't a new situation for him, following around his drunken BFF while remaining painfully sober, despite his best efforts. It's for the best, anyway--especially since someone whose name starts with "B" and ends with "aren" has most definitely had a hand in tonight's events, someone has to be the responsible one.

(Yeah yeah okay fine, Baren's done a good job watching out for Kashuu, such a good job that Yamato even felt awkwardly comfortable bowing out for some fresh air a few times, but look, Baren is still Baren.)

They've parted ways with Kashuu's various friends and groups of friends for the time being--whether they'll run into each other again tonight is anybody's guess, but for now, Yamato's thankful for the (comparative) quiet. He's still got a hand on Kashuu's elbow, regardless of how steady he is or isn't, but Kashuu isn't at the point where he needs to be carried home (yet), so he can take a second to appreciate the cool night air on his face.

But of course, even "fresh" air in the city is filled with colorful scents--thankfully, this time, it's just delicious food. He may not be drunk, but he has consumed plenty of alcohol tonight, and food cart visits are the best part of party nights anyway. So he nods without a fuss, already getting out his wallet. Sure, he gave Kashuu his official presents this morning, but nobody makes the birthday person pay for their own food on their birthday, right?

(Or maybe Yamato's just a sucker, c'est la vie.)]

Which one do you want?

i feel this

[sharplydressed]

[i also feel this

BUT FORTUNATELY THESE TWO WON'T HAVE TO STARVE UNLIKE US because there's delicious and suspiciously cheap street food to scarf down!! And one of them doesn't even have to pay!

(Yamato is definitely a sucker, but he's sure not going to be the one pointing it out.)

He'll lead the way over to the cart, anyway, looking at all of the delicious options that are available. How does one small cart manage to fit so many tasty things on it?? Mysteries of the universe.]

Mmm... That one. [POINTS at a steamed bun-looking thing... And then he's immediately distracted by some kind of kebab and points there.] Oh! And that one, too... Maybe a juice? I don't think I remembered to drink enough water.

[This is probably also like the third time within the last couple of hours that he's said he doesn't think he's drinking enough water, but it's fine.]

D'you wanna split some fries?

[okitactless]

[What lucky punks...

Anyway, it definitely has been at least three times, if not four, but he's probably right that he's not drinking enough water so it's fine.]

I'm not sure juice will help... [BUT WHATEVER, Kashuu knows how he's feeling, if he wants a juice then a juice it is. The kebab and the steam bun, too, but when he takes them from the vendor, he only hands over the steam bun, holding the kebab captive.]

One at a time, you'll cry if you throw up on your shoes. [RUDE.]

iv

[insantafe]

[ What. Jack freezes in his tracks, staring back at Kiyomitsu. Is he serious…? ]

If you've got the cash, I’ll stand here for an hour.

[ # broke college student life ]

[sharplydressed]

[Ah, THE LIFE... He sure knows it.]

I'd feel bad if you roasted for that long. [Kinda-sorta. Bad enough that he'll at least say something about it...

That said, he actually does reach into his pocket to pull out a ten?? Moving to an umbrella is too hard, okay.]

Here. I seeeriously owe you.

[insantafe]

Good thing I put sunscreen on, eh?

[ He’ll just pocket that and make himself comfortable. ]

So what’re you doing out here if you can’t handle the sun, anyways? Isn’t that one of the draws of coming to the beach in the first place?

wildcard i

[crudest]

[SHENANIGANS. BAREN'S FAVORITE.

This may or may not be his natural habitat as he happily leads Kashuu into bar after bar, though he at least is mindful enough to glance over his shoulder to make sure they haven't lost Yamato either. For now though, he's grinning as he looks over the literal checklist he wrote up on his phone to make sure that Kashuu hits. Literally every bar tradition.]

Oh, oh! This one's the Statue of Liberty - you ready, Kiyo-chan?! You'll need to balance on the counter in those heels...! I'll give you extra points if you strike a pose when you're done.

[points for what, baren]

[sharplydressed]

[It's not like this is his first time hitting up bars. FAR FROM IT... But look, everything's new and fresh and magical when he's doing it legally for once, okay. He can drink so much more without fear of giving himself away in front of a cop!

Either way, practice means he can still walk in heels even though he's definitely a bit more than a little tipsy by now. Every now and then he'll latch onto Baren's shoulder or arm or whatever dangling accessory he's wearing so he doesn't get lost or wander off accidentally, but he otherwise seems perfectly content to just partytrain his way through.]

Okay, wait, wait-- Forget the points, are you gonna catch me if I fall? I don't wanna break my head open.

[POINTS AREN'T WORTH THAT. Probably.]

[crudest]

[Baren has probably only squawked ungracefully once from Kashuu missing his shoulder and instead grabbing onto his ponytail. That's not too bad. Still, he's cracking up even as he throws an arm around Kashuu's waist, this time not for unfortunate flirting, but to help guide him to the counter without getting caught up with other people.]

Yeah, yeah! You can count on me! I'll even grab Yamyamtaro and you'll have two whole spotters.

[TWO!!]

wildcard ii my god

[crudest]

[And then.

When it's all over.

Even Baren's exhausted - all Party Satan'd out, apparently - as he yawns and chooses to crash that night on Yamato and Kashuu's couch... only after he puts water, painkillers, and a lined trash can next to Kashuu's bed just in case. The duality of man meme continues on.

It's probably way too early when Baren does manage to pull himself off of the couch, trudge over to Kashuu's room, and knock just barely before creaking the door open and peeking his head in to perform a check-up, ignoring his own pounding headache.]

Kiyo? You doing good?

the death arcana!!!!

[sharplydressed]

[It may be way too early, but Kashuu is up anyway... There are signs of him having rummaged around through the things Baren left behind - little peeled tabs of empty painkillers, the cap to the water lost across the floor somehow.

His pillow is pressed firmly over his face, but what he says is probably audible anyway.]

I wanna die.

[Why did he think any of that was a good idea. He woke up somewhere around 4am and found some fries in his pocket? He's going to have to wash everything like 50 times?? He's also pretty sure he's going to be finding glitter in unfortunate places for days.]

M'never drinking again.

[crudest]

That's what they all say...

[But Baren just manages to sound amused?? Dumb. He disappears for a second, but just so that he can grab another bottle of water and some makeup wipes. Did Kashuu remember to take off his makeup last night? Well either way, they tend to be cool to touch and Baren hopes that'll help.

He squats next to the bed to offer both.]

Need a bath?

wildcard!

[toobigtohandle]

[As promised, it's 4.20 on the dot when Kenta darkens the door of the little café. He's a good head or two taller than most of the people around and while he's dressed rather casually - for him, that is - it's clear his jeans probably cost a few thousand dollars, his shoes probably as well, and his shirt is definitely tailored and not one you can find on a rack, and let's not talk about his watch. Anyway, he's definitely making heads turn his way as he walks to the counter.]

Excuse me, I'm looking for Kashuu Kiyomitsu.

[sharplydressed]

[Kiyomitsu, meanwhile, is looking-- well. Like the underpaid barista he is, albeit a very fashionable one. Part of the reason he makes his own clothing and accessories is because living the life of thousand dollar shoes is a distant dream...

That said, despite all of the attention Kenta is drawing, he doesn't seem at all bothered. He's in the middle of folding his apron up and immediately bounds from around the side of the counter, raising a hand.]

Hey! You made it! Good timing, you just missed the last big rush. Want a drink or anything before we go?

july 9th I FINALLY CAME TO TAG THIS SORRY I'M LATE

[parodeity]

Dude, you look like shit.

[ THANKS DAVE. he does remain standing there to block out the sun, though, hands going into his pockets. ]

Late night?

MY INBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN 2 U OKAY

[sharplydressed]

[DAVE IS A BLESSING and Kashuu will gratefully just huddle in the small amount of shade he provides.]

Ugh, don't tell me that. I worked extra hard on my makeup this morning, you know? [He did because he had to because he looked even worse without it...

That said:]

I turned twenty-one last night and Baren got me.

i (i'm cool with threadjacks if you are)

[twelfthspark]

[The festive atmosphere Kiyomitsu is setting up has apparently passed Arlene over entirely. She's on register duty again and dying to be anywhere else for reasons that go beyond the usual customer-service bullshit and/or handling people's gross-feeling money. Reasons that might have something to do with the sign propped up next to her:
POWER STATION
Let me charge your phone while you wait!

So far, to her humiliation, it's gotten more funny looks than actual takers.]

totally cool with them!!

[sharplydressed]

[Hey, it's Arlene! Maybe he can rope her into some last-minute fashion tomfoolery once he actually has a few seconds to pause and meander over!

Which is, of course, when he sees the sign she's been sitting next to. It takes him a second to piece things together, but considering how many other super targeted center squares he's seen and what he knows of her particular ability...]

Geez... They really went after you, huh?

[Retrospec, that is. He almost feels grateful for his own center square now.]

ii

[doublesmall]

Well, well, look who finally showed up. It's your birthday, huh?

[Chuuya's been distracted with other customers for a little bit, but he knows a familiar face when he sees one-- Kiyomitsu gets a bright grin, as well as an outstretched hand.]

Not that I think you'd lie, but I've gotta have proof first, you know?

[sharplydressed]

First time with the legit ID!

[Don't just say that outloud, Kiyomitsu... But he'll reach into his pocket to pull it out and hand it over. There he is, a fresh baby-faced 21!]

Ta-daaah! I've been waiting for this for basically a thousand years.

wildcard; choco racing I AM SO SORRY FOR BEING THE LATEST PERSON EVER

[secare]

( true to his word, he's pushing open the doors to the good bean around the thirty minute mark. sadly that also means that kashuu had been forced to wait a little for him, but he figures that he must have found something to occupy his time with in the meantime.

after all, who can't wait a couple minutes?

as soon as he's inside, he's looking over the shop to find him. )

ITS NEVER 2 LATE FOR YOU

[sharplydressed]

[He's over by the counter, just chilling out apparently... He clocked out a little while ago but he doesn't mind waiting around, since he's a chatty little shit and there are plenty of customers and coworkers to occupy his time until Yukine comes moseying on in.

AND WHEN HE DOES Kashuu doesn't miss a beat, immediately bouncing on over.]

Hey! You ready to meet V?

[He's got a paper bag in his hands, full of V treats and ready to rumble.]