[Had you almost forgotten you ever sent this, Kazama?
What a shame.
After far too long catching up on lost sleep (and not really being able to move, given Souji's tendency to turn into a heavy heat-seeking lump in bed, Saitou finally tumbles out of bed (very literally, thanks again to Souji's sleeping habits), and after a few minutes to haul himself upright and try to wake up mentally, he finally retrieves his watch and takes a seat at the end of his bed again to check and see if anyone's been trying to get ahold of him.
And freezes when he sees that name in his contact list, because the mere thought of Kazama is enough to make his blood run cold.
There's no way he could be here, could he?
It's a few more minutes before he finally stops staring and slowly, with his one good hand, types out a reply.]
day 7
What a shame.
After far too long catching up on lost sleep (and not really being able to move, given Souji's tendency to turn into a heavy heat-seeking lump in bed, Saitou finally tumbles out of bed (very literally, thanks again to Souji's sleeping habits), and after a few minutes to haul himself upright and try to wake up mentally, he finally retrieves his watch and takes a seat at the end of his bed again to check and see if anyone's been trying to get ahold of him.
And freezes when he sees that name in his contact list, because the mere thought of Kazama is enough to make his blood run cold.
There's no way he could be here, could he?
It's a few more minutes before he finally stops staring and slowly, with his one good hand, types out a reply.]
what do you want