Sorry Hiro-san, I can't make it up for our lunch date today. Make it up to you? xoxo
He tried not to look so disappointed as he stared down at his phone. He swallowed slowly before replying, No problem, I'm still held up at the office anyway. Professor Miyagi isn't cutting me a break.
"Would you like a refill?"
Hiroki blinked and raised his head at the waitress who was smiling at him warmly. He looked taken-aback and confused until she pointed to his glass, "Uh, yeah, sure, coffee please." She nodded and took his cup to the backroom as he slammed his head against the table in embarassment.
"That's so wild!" His ears perked up at the sudden squeal. Great, they were back now. Every time he was here he would take note of them. Not because they were hot, ditzy, college girls (because his preferences were undoubtedly opposite) but because whenever they arrived, they were always the loudest bunch in this usually small, relaxed space. They would usually take a table outside, but due to this afternoon's drizzle, they had decided to stay in doors. Unfortunately, this meant near his table. And there was nothing that he hated more than having to hear a couple of college brats talk about their sex lives, "I don't think Sanjay would ever consider doing it there."
"I don't even think he'd consider even going into a pool, that strange ol' germaphobe." Another said, causing the girls to giggle in response, including the girlfriend.
"Well it still doesn't change anything no matter what. There's not a single thing lacking. One second we're talking about our home towns, and the next.. off we go again!"
"You guys are animals!" Another girl yelled.
"Yes, we both do it till we're blue in the face." She announced proudly. Hiroki brought a hand to his face, oh brother. The tables around them sure seemed to be enjoying the conversation themselves.
"That's nothing. Genma can barely keep his hands off me. And not only that, but he can last three full minutes.. then stop.. then again!"
The girls all screamed in excitement at this new information.
"Wait, Tanya, I thought you said you two were having problems." One of them pointed out in curiosity, giving her a suspicious glance. Tanya shrugged with a sly smile moving across her face.
"I mean.. yeah, but we found a way around it." Her friend's all looked at her in confusion and curiosity. They wanted to know. She paused for effect as she looked around then sipped on her coffee, "Cosplay."
"OH MY GAAAAAWD!"
Oh god. It didn't seem like anyone was going to budge from their seat.
"I have an entire set at home. Nurse uniforms, maid outfits, police woman, mail woman. I bought the first one, and now everyday he's bringing home a new one." She announced proudly without a hint of shame in her face.
"You have to let me borrow one!"
She stuck her tongue out in response, "Nope! Get your own."
"Cheque please." He waved down the waitress who settled the coffee down in front of him.
"I have another hour to spare." Hiroki thought to himself grumpily as he glanced at his watch. He had been walking around aimlessly for a while, trying to waste time before his next class. There was no way he could get any corrections done with his mood. He had visited the book store while he was at it, but the book he wanted was out of stock. Eh, he could probably get it from Akihiko, his childhood friend, later. He wondered how the man was doing. The last time he saw him was a week before when he was hiding from his editor.
He paused mid-step, and backed up towards a specific store. He looked up and stared wide-eyed at the window manikin. He probably looked like some sort of pervert ogling at the cute lifesize doll dressed in a cutesy princess outfit, but he couldn't help it. It was very short.
He should probably get going. Get another cup of coffee, finish his class, come back home and cook - perhaps Nowaki would be early this time? And they would be able to share their dinner together for the first time in a month. Good god, that sounded wonderful. He started to walk away with that on his mind.
"That's nothing. Genma can barely keep his hands off me. And not only that, but he can last three full minutes.. then stop.. then again!" And again and again and again.
Bowing his head in defeat, he skidded to a stop. He turned around and opened the door, wandering inside. Oh come on, he was just going to look. It was just a damn Halloween store.
