(Poor Natsume. Dirk wasn't even looking for him. He's just taking a stroll, minding his own damn business when he catches sight of the boy. Obviously he makes a beeline straight for him and twirls about on his heel to lean up against the lamp just next to Natsume. He digs out a cigarette, slips it between his lips, and lights up. Clearly, he intended to stick around.)
We keep runnin' into each other, kitten. Are you lost again?
um cherry obviously because im the devil
We keep runnin' into each other, kitten. Are you lost again?