IT FEELS GOOD AND IT'LL BE PLEASURABLE FOR THE BOTH OF US?

[nonsensical]

Characters: "ben" (nonsensical) & gullible-chan (sobbing)
Location: casino............
Time: after this; night
Style: first
Status: closed

[ basically waiting on the fourth floor all by his lonesome— vatheon's casino isn't quite "bustling", and the fourth floor itself is empty. break's been lingering by the large, open window— tinted windows, thank god, otherwise he wouldn't. in any case, he'd been waiting for his subject of interest's arrival— this was the best way to do so. when he notices a figure approaching the building, he's positive of the identity... but just to really set it in stone— ]

Fourth floor, if you please.

[ if any cellphones are checked outside in the dark, he'll undoubtedly see the light. perfect plan desu!!! ]

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[sobbing]

[ It had taken a moment for Yukiteru to finally get the courage to walk out of his apartment. What with the strange anon text message he got, the sudden worry of it possibly being another diary holder quickly pop into his mind. Yet everytime he would causally flip to his phone, nothing of real importance would show up.

So then, was there really someone who wanted to hang out with him?

It was a worry- maybe this person, Ben, was talking about someone else. Maybe they meant to ask another to hang out and just got the wrong number. After all, asking this out of the blue with him? Him? It was hard to wrap his mind around. The only thing he could do was give it a try. At least he with this he could get away from Yuno for a little bit.

And so Yukki stood in front of the casino, in all his awkward shifting, before eyes turned toward to his SFC. The fourth floor? He could do that, but the fact stilled remained as to why they were here in the first place. Maybe they really were talking about someone else... ]

I'm on my way.

[ His fingers shook as he wrote he pressed the enter button. AND UP HE GOES. ]

[nonsensical]

[ checkmate— there's that light he had been waiting for. a smile widens on break's face and his face is basically plastered to the window at the moment. good. he decides to shoot him another text. ]

I'll be right here, Mister Yukiteru. :)

[sobbing]

[ Good thing Yukiteru can't see you right now Break, or he would have just walked away with your creepy self at the window. Gawd.

He wasn't expecting to received another text, so reading it only allowed this sickening feeling to drop to his stomach. This time, he doesn't choose to reply back, and shuts off the feed. Should he have brought Yuno along, or something?? No, he could do this. It was too late to turn back now—

—and so he finally steps foot into fourth floor. ]

Uh... h-hello? [ It was an unintentional stutter, and Yukki takes a brief pause to calm himself. Just... going to keep his cellphone tightly clasped in his hand. Yeah, good idea. ]

...Ben?

[nonsensical]

[ SPINNING AROUND— ]

Excellent! I'm glad you could make it. I've already prepared everything, but I should probably warn you about the addictive habits this sort of thing can cause...

[ a wave of the hand in dismissal of the warning he'd just brought up, then he motions toward an indented table nearby. ]

Once cannot possibly do any harm though, I'm certain.

[sobbing]

[ WHOA JUMPING THE SPIN... SCARED HIM?? It was so weird shush caught him off guard! Or maybe he was just extra jumpy about this whole situation...

But wait, that voice sounded familiar for some reason. He couldn't quite place it at first, but the face was someone he certainly did not know. Oh dear. ]

Um... [ Yukiteru takes another hesitant step forward towards the table. ] I'm sorry... Ben? Are you sure you didn't get the wrong number? I mean, well— [ Ughu, he was confused. The other male was acting so natural about this. Shouldn't he have questioned if he didn't know Yukki's face?

...And this table. ] —Gambling?

[nonsensical]

[ this is quite possibly the most eloquent host you will ever have, yukiteru, which is why he is just going to ignore all those concerns of yours and proceed to take himself a seat at the table he'd just designated. rather relaxed in composure and with a single hand resting on the table. in stark contrast to his unfazed demeanor, the way he speaks makes him sound oh so very excited. ]

Precisely! [ he beckons with his other hand toward yukiteru, talking all the while. ] What do you think about the word "luck", Mister Yukiteru?