[It's curiosity, mostly, that draws him to the bar. He's... a bit wary about actually consuming anything— it seems often times he ends up having too much and when he'd arrived, it'd very nearly gotten him into danger. Granted, he's been here longer now, and being silent was now more fully immersed in his subconscious, but...
... well, it's not just the noise— he also tends to be far too open as a result. So why is he coming in here, then, if there are so many reasons for him not to drink?
... the fact of the matter is it's often difficult for him to feel any sort of genuine positive emotions, and he'd mostly felt them when... well... he'd been intoxicated. He tries to be confident as he walks in, but his eyes betray him: he isn't sure this is something he should... do.
Hesitantly, he takes a seat at the bar, and it's only then that he notices exactly who is behind the counter. He starts and his eyes widen for a moment before he forces the reaction to something more neutral. O-oh, it's... this man. Majima. One of the one's he'd... gotten cuddly with while he was under the influence of that drink. Yet another reminder that he probably really shouldn't be doing this.
In an effort to not seem completely off his game, he pulls out his device to respond.]
Do you have Amazake?
[And then it abruptly occurs to him that there isn't any kind of currency here, and he types up an additonal message:]
DVX | nvm date it today
... well, it's not just the noise— he also tends to be far too open as a result. So why is he coming in here, then, if there are so many reasons for him not to drink?
... the fact of the matter is it's often difficult for him to feel any sort of genuine positive emotions, and he'd mostly felt them when... well... he'd been intoxicated. He tries to be confident as he walks in, but his eyes betray him: he isn't sure this is something he should... do.
Hesitantly, he takes a seat at the bar, and it's only then that he notices exactly who is behind the counter. He starts and his eyes widen for a moment before he forces the reaction to something more neutral. O-oh, it's... this man. Majima. One of the one's he'd... gotten cuddly with while he was under the influence of that drink. Yet another reminder that he probably really shouldn't be doing this.
In an effort to not seem completely off his game, he pulls out his device to respond.]
Do you have Amazake?
[And then it abruptly occurs to him that there isn't any kind of currency here, and he types up an additonal message:]
Exactly how do you take payment?