[Hot Spring] Adachi didn't even know why he was here.
Adachi didn't even know how he got to the swear in, if he was completely honest. Something about needing to stop moping around the house and get out and remember what life looked like. Hell, he couldn't even remember who had said it to him. Ever since Iris disappeared, his life was just... hollow. Empty.
He hated it.
He absently lifted his head from where he had it dropped down on the edge of the hot spring, staring out into open space. It was a nice view, but he really couldn't remember through his depressed haze how he got there. Or if he was even the one that got himself undressed.
...he really hoped he was the one that had gotten himself undressed.
Adachi finally pulled himself around after a moment, blearily staring at whomever was in the bath with him, hoping that would at least shed a little light on what was going on.
[Bedtime] Adachi didn't even remember booking his room, so he imagined that had been handled by someone else as well. What he had been hoping was he'd just get a room to himself so he could at least wallow in something resembling comfort. He didn't exactly expect to have to share his misery with someone else, and yet here he was, staring almost blankly at his room partner.
"...hi?"
He's not sure if this meeting is going to be a good thing. Or if it was planed.
Tohru Adachi | OTA | Registered
Adachi didn't even know why he was here.
Adachi didn't even know how he got to the swear in, if he was completely honest. Something about needing to stop moping around the house and get out and remember what life looked like. Hell, he couldn't even remember who had said it to him. Ever since Iris disappeared, his life was just... hollow. Empty.
He hated it.
He absently lifted his head from where he had it dropped down on the edge of the hot spring, staring out into open space. It was a nice view, but he really couldn't remember through his depressed haze how he got there. Or if he was even the one that got himself undressed.
...he really hoped he was the one that had gotten himself undressed.
Adachi finally pulled himself around after a moment, blearily staring at whomever was in the bath with him, hoping that would at least shed a little light on what was going on.
[Bedtime]
Adachi didn't even remember booking his room, so he imagined that had been handled by someone else as well. What he had been hoping was he'd just get a room to himself so he could at least wallow in something resembling comfort. He didn't exactly expect to have to share his misery with someone else, and yet here he was, staring almost blankly at his room partner.
"...hi?"
He's not sure if this meeting is going to be a good thing. Or if it was planed.