Sometime in the early afternoon, there's a knock at Shiraishi's door. Akaya shuffled from one foot to the other, a wrapped bundle held in one arm. Texting beforehand would have probably been the politer (and smarter) thing to do, but Akaya firmly believed some spontaneity was valuable on a birthday.
"Shiraishi-saaan," he called. "Or Marui-senpai, y'know, I don't mind whoever opens the door."
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Date: 2018-04-18 04:02 pm (UTC)"Shiraishi-saaan," he called. "Or Marui-senpai, y'know, I don't mind whoever opens the door."