[It's been years since Junpei has even owned a yukata, let alone dressed up and gone to a festival. He probably wouldn't have if Charles wasn't going with him, maybe just wandered through in his crummy shirt and jeans, gotten food and left, but— well, here he is. Part of him is still hung up on the deluge of shitty things happening - the distance of a few weeks doesn't make it easier to swallow - so at first he's not very into the whole... festival aspect. Blah blah, people celebrate to feel better, blah blah—
Whatever!!
It's fine; it doesn't take much wandering around for him to mostly put those thoughts on the backburner again, a credit to both good free food and, as always, Charles. He scoffs at the compliment, because of course he does.]
Sure, thanks. You could've gotten changed if you wanted. [does he kind of want to see Charles in many different outfits, maybe-] Do you want to? We can go back.
[Just to like, browse patterns for inspiration, because ghost. Still.]
never. 150 more tags coming up--
Whatever!!
It's fine; it doesn't take much wandering around for him to mostly put those thoughts on the backburner again, a credit to both good free food and, as always, Charles. He scoffs at the compliment, because of course he does.]
Sure, thanks. You could've gotten changed if you wanted. [does he kind of want to see Charles in many different outfits, maybe-] Do you want to? We can go back.
[Just to like, browse patterns for inspiration, because ghost. Still.]