Izaya's POV 1
anonymous
February 1 2010, 01:16:18 UTC
Night was already ebbing away, shadows thinning out as the prelude of dawn dissolved them when Izaya slipped into the silent bar. This was his favorite time of day to commit mischief, this lulling time when Tokyo’s restless night slumbered and before the morning rush shot its frantic crowds unto the streets. As it was the city was a desert of concrete and there was no one to do as much as catch a glimpse of him as he picked his way along a maze of alleys
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