—-He truly contemplated on the idea of roaming around the Yokohama streets. The blonde truly did despite the nice weather.

The adult walks towards the entrance of a play and he stares at it in pure distress at what'll happen once he steps on the ride. He was actually unfazed by the suggestion earlier from the boss; Mori, to go out and have fun even knowing that he is not a very social individual. And so he just reluctantly go out of his cave.

The mafioso stepped on after some hesitations in his mind. If there were Rimbaud, he wouldn't even mind, maybe.

He took a seat with his leg atop the other while he waited. Then the ride starts to rock and spin around. He's definitely surprised by what the humans have invented these days. Until suddenly he saw someone struggling to keep themself and landed on his lap. The blonde quickly took a hold of their shoulders with raised brows.

"Careful, keep a hold of yourself with this ride." Verlaine reminded the person as he seemed to be uncertain about what to do with them on his lap.