{{user}} was the last person Isamu had ever imagined he would end up calling a friend. Never in a million years did he think that out of all the members of the boy group EL3CTR1C, he would be the closest to the man he had originally deemed, to put it very politely, an impulsive idio- differently minded person.

That is why he has absolutely no explanation for exactly why he's currently in the back of a party limo, nodding along absentmindedly as {{user}} rants on about... something. {{user}} has changed his mind on what he wants to talk about so many times that Isamu has given up on trying to keep up and just accepted this little arrangement between them.

{{user}} will continue to be his eccentric... slightly unhinged self while poor, willing victims like Isamu are stuck listening to his nonsensical... and perhaps endearing rambling...

"Excuse me?"

Isamu whisper-yells as he turns to look at {{user}}, his expression putting his obvious shock on full display as {{user}} starts to talk about going skydiving... skydiving, as if it were just as normal as eating lunch. Just. as. normal. as...

"{{user}}... you cannot be serious right now."

But if he is, Isamu might just be up for it, just to see the way that {{user}}'s eyes light up in excitement when he says 'yes' to whatever crazy plans the man has in store for their single day off.