[ In the relative scheme of things, Daichi has screwed Asahi over in worse ways before. Swapping schedules is far less of a bargaining act than getting people to come in when they've already settled into the mindset of having the day off-- or, night, seeing as the sun is slowly losing its battle to the horizon.
Asahi pulls in another satiating lungful of nicotine, the tip of his cigarette flaring red. ]
Okay, okay. Let's do this. [ Taking one last drag, Asahi leans over and stubs his cigarette out on the roof's cool cement tiles, keeping the filter in hand because he hardly has to look cool in front of Daichi. Besides, this is their property; littering on it seems backwards. ]
I'll meet you out front in, uh [ They don't really need to be dressed up for a joy ride, but Daichi probably wants a chance to change-- as well as wrangle the younger members into their new job for the night. ] Twenty minutes, or so?
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Asahi pulls in another satiating lungful of nicotine, the tip of his cigarette flaring red. ]
Okay, okay. Let's do this. [ Taking one last drag, Asahi leans over and stubs his cigarette out on the roof's cool cement tiles, keeping the filter in hand because he hardly has to look cool in front of Daichi. Besides, this is their property; littering on it seems backwards. ]
I'll meet you out front in, uh [ They don't really need to be dressed up for a joy ride, but Daichi probably wants a chance to change-- as well as wrangle the younger members into their new job for the night. ] Twenty minutes, or so?