[Unfortunately... Katsu isn't there to accept them.
Instead, there is a silver-haired boy standing there outside said teen's apartment, not really focusing on anything. He can't go home--not when he can't face the fact Kairi's things are gone--and not when he needs the time alone to think and digest this without people suffocating him. At least, that's what he thought.
He looks up at the angel, raising an eyebrow at all the flowers but not saying anything. There've been a lot of them sprouting up, lately.]
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Instead, there is a silver-haired boy standing there outside said teen's apartment, not really focusing on anything. He can't go home--not when he can't face the fact Kairi's things are gone--and not when he needs the time alone to think and digest this without people suffocating him. At least, that's what he thought.
He looks up at the angel, raising an eyebrow at all the flowers but not saying anything. There've been a lot of them sprouting up, lately.]