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          The blond was just walking home after closing his bar for the night. Both hands shoved down into his pockets of his jacket, and his mind truthfully out of touch with reality at the current moment. Because of this, it meant he wasn’t truly paying attention to his surroundings as well. Thus, causing him to run into someone like usual. Because trust me, this wasn’t the first time it had happened. 

          Stumbling back a few steps as golden irises blinked, an apologetic expression crossed his face. “Ah— Sorry ‘bout that.” He chuckled nervously, digits being raised up to scratch at the back of his head. 

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        In the same state that he could usually be found in, Mikado was distracted by his phone. There was so much happening on the forums that he didn’t want to look away from all the different messages that he was reading, and because of this, his concentration wasn’t as good as it perhaps should have been in a city like Ikebukuro. Of course that would mean he’d end up running into someone.

        Catching himself before he fell and looking up to the one he had ran into, he shook one hand and bowed his head in apology. Y-You don’t have to apologise.. Ah, it was my fault anyway! I-I was distracted by my phone…
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Posted on Mar 16— 7 years ago · 3 notes