[he spends most of the train ride back to Shibuya listening to Ryuji talk about the subtle differences in flavor between Ogikubo and Hagakure ramen. he doesn't have too much to add to the conversation himself-- Ryuji's the expert, not him, and he's still educating himself on Tokyo's particularly unique flavors anyway-- but. it's a good conversation nonetheless]
[it isn't until they're almost to Shibuya that his phone buzzes in his pocket. he pulls it out while Ryuji's occupied with his own for a moment, and. sort of. blinks at the message flashed on the screen]
[. . . huh]
[naturally? he responds]
Nice to meet you too, Minako-san.
I think this totally counts as having my cover blown, though.
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[it isn't until they're almost to Shibuya that his phone buzzes in his pocket. he pulls it out while Ryuji's occupied with his own for a moment, and. sort of. blinks at the message flashed on the screen]
[. . . huh]
[naturally? he responds]
Nice to meet you too, Minako-san.
I think this totally counts as having my cover blown, though.