Ken → 009
Who: Ken Hidaka, Aya Fujimiya
Where: Random Pizzeria in the Shopping District
Style: First, takes place after this phone call.
Status: Closed. (But it's totally not a date!)
[He was probably running late. No, make that definitely running late. Oh, wonderful.
[It had seemed a logical enough plan. Aya wanted ice cream and he was hungry, so why not go grab dinner? It might even have worked out in practice if he hadn't lost track of his wallet. Yeah, why not leave the girl hanging around for ages because you haven't got your shit together? Way to go, Hidaka, what an absolutely fantastic start.
[That was the problem with tidying-up. You put stuff someplace that seemed safe and sensible so that you'd know where it was when you next needed it and then couldn't find the thing again for the life of you because it wasn't where you definitely remembered randomly chucking it down last time you got in... typical, really. He finally located his wallet in one of the desk drawers and wouldn't it have made a lot more sense just to leave it in the pocket of his jacket? Yeah, now you think of it... cursing himself for a complete idiot Ken had grabbed the coat from the chair, stuffed the wallet in his pocket, and run for it.
[It was no bad thing he didn't have far to go to get to the restaurant. He just had to hope Aya hadn't got bored with waiting and gone to do something more interesting, like washing her hair or cleaning the bathroom.]
Where: Random Pizzeria in the Shopping District
Style: First, takes place after this phone call.
Status: Closed. (But it's totally not a date!)
[He was probably running late. No, make that definitely running late. Oh, wonderful.
[It had seemed a logical enough plan. Aya wanted ice cream and he was hungry, so why not go grab dinner? It might even have worked out in practice if he hadn't lost track of his wallet. Yeah, why not leave the girl hanging around for ages because you haven't got your shit together? Way to go, Hidaka, what an absolutely fantastic start.
[That was the problem with tidying-up. You put stuff someplace that seemed safe and sensible so that you'd know where it was when you next needed it and then couldn't find the thing again for the life of you because it wasn't where you definitely remembered randomly chucking it down last time you got in... typical, really. He finally located his wallet in one of the desk drawers and wouldn't it have made a lot more sense just to leave it in the pocket of his jacket? Yeah, now you think of it... cursing himself for a complete idiot Ken had grabbed the coat from the chair, stuffed the wallet in his pocket, and run for it.
[It was no bad thing he didn't have far to go to get to the restaurant. He just had to hope Aya hadn't got bored with waiting and gone to do something more interesting, like washing her hair or cleaning the bathroom.]