[Sunday, October 12th] Tegoshi's apartment

[asa_chan_love]

Tegoshi was in his apartment, making space.

He cleaned the whole place, pushed some furniture and put his mess of clothing in the place they belonged. Which wasn't the floor, or the table, or hanging to the ceiling fan. He had been working on this since morning.

Why?

Because his mother had the superior ability to use a keitai and send a message... Not

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[tezawari]

Shoon turned the corner, his eyes reading the numbers that passed him by and repeating the number that he needed to find. Even if he did forget the number, he knew that he could just as much not miss the surname of Tegoshi. However, when he thought about it again, he wondered if an idol would put his name out there in front of his own living quarters. The young male’s thoughts were put aside when he did happen across the correct series of numbers.

All there was to do was to ring the doorbell.

However, he was still rather hesitant. He was glad to find a way to avoid the horrors of living in a dorm with some random stranger. Even if he could be with his brother… then it would have felt too much like home anyway.

What Shoon was most concerned with was… well, Tegoshi himself.

~pi-pong~

This was the next best thing for Shoon at that moment.

[asa_chan_love]

Tegoshi had almost fallen asleep on his couch when he heard his doorbell ring. Must be the kid his mother had been talking about. Shit. He got up and went near the door where there was an intercom. The other one was where the doorbell was.

He pressed the 'speak' button on it, "Who is this?" He asked in the machine. His voice didn't really sound the same on the other end because the machine wasn't exactly recent.

[tezawari]

It took Shoon a couple of seconds to realize that there was that whole intercom-system working for apartment complexes. He wasn't too used to it since the suburban neighborhoods were what he was used to.

Somewhat awkwardly but surely, he pressed on the only other button aside from the doorbell again where the system was set up. "It's Yamashita. I'm one of the new students of Hayashi but our mothers made it possible for me to house with you," he explained casually, but sheepishly to the voice-messaging instrument.

[asa_chan_love]

Suburbs? Ha. NEWS didn't pay Tegoshi that well yet... or more like he was sticky with money and his apartment was big enough for him and two, three other people. And the rent wasn't too expensive, either.

He heard a voice speaking to him in the intercom and once the last name was spoken, Tegoshi felt like retching. That wretched last name was the last thing he wanted to hear. Anyone with that last name could burn in hell for all he cared.

"GET THE FUCK OU--" He was about to send that person to hell but then, he heard the rest of the 'introduction'. "Oh. It's you." He said, "Second floor, number 11. Take the stairs." He said, then pressed the button that made the 'buzz' sound that allowed that boy into the building.