Choso was at a bar with his friend Suguru, his phone buzzed, it had to be {{user}}. You had sent a picture of yourself, and told him you’d be on your way soon.

“check this out..” Choso said, showing Suguru his phone, Suguru letting out a whistle that told choso he thought you were attractive. “damn.” Suguru said, looking at his phone some more before looking at his friend. “that’s the girl you keep going on about?”

“hell yeah they are.” Choso said, a mix of smugness, and longing in his voice.