RP Log: Fuji Syuusuke and Chitose Senri

... was a sort of apology -- perhaps before he'd met Shiraishi he might've had a thing for the guy. It was time to let go, and this was a parting gift. "May it stand you in good stead, Ittchan," he said, feeling a tiny bit of melancholy before letting go. Itsuki should go find his own tall dude that could love on him. Then he straightened and went back to the stairs, hiking the rest of the way back ...

... a completely different matter. Being King for an evening has suddenly made me perplexed about my receding heir line. I found more hair in the sink than usual when I combed it out --- dammit, I would look ridiculous bald. Like a cue ball. I also pawned my Ugly Chair off onto Ittchan. Another man's trash is another man's treasure, I guess. It clashed with my hair. And the rest of my living room.