At first this trek seemed easy. Then he realized, as he was walking, the sounds of the city were dying down instead of growing louder. He stopped and paused, wondering where he was. "Ah.. excuse me? Is there anyone there?" He turns around, but nobody is around to help him. "Ano.."
He reached out, and soon he felt a bush; then a tree. He followed this for a few minutes, and found flowers. He suddenly realized where he had walked to; the park. "Ah, kuso."
He could hear his cell ringing again; but the ringing sounded muted. He opened the phone up, and Hiro's voice was rather static-y. The conversation, though confusing, consisted of Hiro and Fujisaki both yelling, and Shuichi yelling back, whining, and crying.
"Hiiiirooooo come pick me up I can't get there all on my own!"
"An...hy ca..." The call is getting worse; and within seconds the phone drops dead; Shuichi remembers the crack that the phone had made when he 'dropped' it earlier, and curses silently as he puts it in his pocket.
With a glum look on his face, he finds the tree again, breaks off a branch, and starts using it as a cane, to check for crap in front of him.
"Still not here. Did he decide to take the day off? He could have told us this morning, last night.. yesterday." Fujisaki glares down at his keyboard, bored past annoyance.
"His phone sounded like it died. He sounded kind of panicky." Hiro looks over at his jacket, wondering if he should go look for Shuichi.
"He probably forgot to charge it. Oh, go ahead. I'll go down to the coffee shop; call me if anything turns up."
"I will," Hiro replies, grabbing his coat and heading out. Once outside the building, Hiro heads for Yuki's. "You'd better be hurt or I'll found a few lumps into your skull," Hiro mumbles.
Because Hiro always comes to his rescue.