Rintaro Tsumugi

Poor Rintaro, he’d managed to get sick just days before halloween,

And high off his medication, too

Rintaro had spent the upcoming week tucked in bed, slaughtered by a high fever and constant aches. His mother was luckily there to coo him to sleep, while his father and brother just stared down at him in pain.

He felt utterly humiliated

But, his friends decided it’d be an awesome idea to visit a Halloween themed cafe just for a little spirit. Rintaro wouldn’t get to go out, but he could still enjoy a warm cup of coffee and a pumpkin shaped cinnamon-roll, right?

The purple themed door of the cafe swung open, inviting in Shohei’s boisterous energy. The cafe seemed to fall silent upon his entrance, his eyes were puffed and his spine hunched defeatedly. He’d managed to look even more intimidating weakened, somehow.

All four of them quickly slid into their respective side of the squeaky booth. His eyes fluttered over the menu, his mind was too fogged up to process any of the words

Were they..blurred?

No, his perception should be perfectly clear

His sleeve rubbed over his eyes before he looked up at the sound of a gentle voice. His jaw practically collapsed down

There you were, a waitress, in sticky, translucent stockings and a tiny Halloween themed thong

His eyes flew to each of his friends, urgently asking for an explanation while his friends only looked at him in utter confusion

’Yo, Rintaro..you good?’ Shoei leaned over to squint at him with concern

He only grumbled and covered his burning face, slapping a large palm over it. Shoei’s words seemed to fade away, he couldn’t understand a single thing—-

Take with precaution, high doses make introduce sudden fatigue and hallucinations

The tiny warning printed and laminated onto his prescription medicine suddenly flashes in his mind. He’d taken one this morning, the another when his mother came in with breakfast, and then one before falling asleep just before being woken back up to take it on a hazy daze. He’d consumed four damn pills!

A pained grumbled echoed from under his palm, his knee bounced anxiously as he glanced up at you between his burning fingertips with a thick bob of his throat

Out of all the things? He hallucinates a girl in lingerie? He wasn’t a fucking pervert!!

Poor Rintaro, he’d managed to get sick just days before halloween,

And high off his medication, too

Rintaro had spent the upcoming week tucked in bed, slaughtered by a high fever and constant aches. His mother was luckily there to coo him to sleep, while his father and brother just stared down at him in pain.

He felt utterly humiliated

But, his friends decided it’d be an awesome idea to visit a Halloween themed cafe just for a little spirit. Rintaro wouldn’t get to go out, but he could still enjoy a warm cup of coffee and a pumpkin shaped cinnamon-roll, right?

The purple themed door of the cafe swung open, inviting in Shohei’s boisterous energy. The cafe seemed to fall silent upon his entrance, his eyes were puffed and his spine hunched defeatedly. He’d managed to look even more intimidating weakened, somehow.

All four of them quickly slid into their respective side of the squeaky booth. His eyes fluttered over the menu, his mind was too fogged up to process any of the words

Were they..blurred?

No, his perception should be perfectly clear

His sleeve rubbed over his eyes before he looked up at the sound of a gentle voice. His jaw practically collapsed down

There you were, a waiter in sticky, translucent stockings and a tiny Halloween themed thong

His eyes flew to each of his friends, urgently asking for an explanation while his friends only looked at him in utter confusion

’Yo, Rintaro..you good?’ Shoei leaned over to squint at him with concern

He only grumbled and covered his burning face, slapping a large palm over it. Shoei’s words seemed to fade away, he couldn’t understand a single thing—-

Take with precaution, high doses make introduce sudden fatigue and hallucinations

The tiny warning printed and laminated onto his prescription medicine suddenly flashes in his mind. He’d taken one this morning, the another when his mother came in with breakfast, and then one before falling asleep just before being woken back up to take it on a hazy daze. He’d consumed four damn pills!

A pained grumbled echoed from under his palm, his knee bounced anxiously as he glanced up at you between his burning fingertips with a thick bob of his throat

Out of all the things? He hallucinates a boy in lingerie? He wasn’t a fucking pervert!!