every little thing (Reo, Mayuzumi)
Mar. 27th, 2015 02:33 pmReo doesn't make a habit of drinking. Aside from the numerous obvious reasons, booze comes with a ton of hidden calories and Reo is meticulous about his diet; he's allowed treats, yes, but most of his calorie consumption has to be from things that fuel him as an athlete and help maintain his body at its athletic peak.
But it's not every day that Mayuzumi-senpai turns up at Reo's door of his own volition, and he does it even less often with an illicit bottle of wine tucked under his arm (even that, Reo realizes with startled amusement as he all but pulls his senpai into his room, isn't enough to get him noticed), and one must take advantage of opportunities as they arise.
He even brought glasses. They're plastic, unglamorous but sensible, and more than Reo keeps in his spotless dorm room.
Under his other arm was the inevitable light novel, which Reo doesn't give much attention to until the wine is about half gone.
"Were you going to sit outside and read if I wasn't here?" he asks with a little laugh, reaching over to pick the book up for closer inspection. He might not bother normally - he prefers poetry, classic novels, reading with a little bit more depth than the shallowest of kiddie pools - but the cover catches his eye. He wouldn't have thought Mayuzumi the magical girl type.
Reo himself has never been much for any kind of genre entertainment, but how could he possibly miss the appeal of being able to change into a gorgeous outfit with a simple catchphrase? Too bad the rest of it all is so boring.
But it's not every day that Mayuzumi-senpai turns up at Reo's door of his own volition, and he does it even less often with an illicit bottle of wine tucked under his arm (even that, Reo realizes with startled amusement as he all but pulls his senpai into his room, isn't enough to get him noticed), and one must take advantage of opportunities as they arise.
He even brought glasses. They're plastic, unglamorous but sensible, and more than Reo keeps in his spotless dorm room.
Under his other arm was the inevitable light novel, which Reo doesn't give much attention to until the wine is about half gone.
"Were you going to sit outside and read if I wasn't here?" he asks with a little laugh, reaching over to pick the book up for closer inspection. He might not bother normally - he prefers poetry, classic novels, reading with a little bit more depth than the shallowest of kiddie pools - but the cover catches his eye. He wouldn't have thought Mayuzumi the magical girl type.
Reo himself has never been much for any kind of genre entertainment, but how could he possibly miss the appeal of being able to change into a gorgeous outfit with a simple catchphrase? Too bad the rest of it all is so boring.