[ To be entirely honest, there's nothing particularly special about today. Things are just like usually - they predicted rain later today, but for now the sky is only a little cloudy and the weather is nice enough that all you need is a jacket at best while walking around outside.
Which is exactly what Itsuki is doing right now. A lollypop shoved into the corner of his mouth - like usually, too - one hand stuck in his pocket and the other throwing a round piece of bread up and down idly. To be honest, it's not even like he really wanted the bread itself, it was more about the adrenaline of trying to sneak one of those away from the store while the owner wasn't paying attention. It might be a small risk, but hey, what fun is life without those sort of things? Even if he doesn't feel like eating something healthy (god forbid), he figures he can just go sit in the park and feed it to the ducks he often sees around there. They're pretty cute, even if he'd deny it to hell and back when asked about it.
Except there's a small hitch in his plan. Because he's too busy staring into the front window of a store as he passes by, he doesn't notice where he's going - and that means that only a moment later, he's bumping fully into someone walking the other way on the sidewalk, the force enough to make the bread he threw up into the air drop on the ground instead.
Without even looking or bothering to assume it might be his fault this happened, he's already making sound. ]
Hey!
[ Look, he might not have cared about that piece of bread, but it's about.. about the principle of the thing. Something like that. (You know, despite this being his fault to begin with.) ]
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Which is exactly what Itsuki is doing right now. A lollypop shoved into the corner of his mouth - like usually, too - one hand stuck in his pocket and the other throwing a round piece of bread up and down idly. To be honest, it's not even like he really wanted the bread itself, it was more about the adrenaline of trying to sneak one of those away from the store while the owner wasn't paying attention. It might be a small risk, but hey, what fun is life without those sort of things? Even if he doesn't feel like eating something healthy (god forbid), he figures he can just go sit in the park and feed it to the ducks he often sees around there. They're pretty cute, even if he'd deny it to hell and back when asked about it.
Except there's a small hitch in his plan. Because he's too busy staring into the front window of a store as he passes by, he doesn't notice where he's going - and that means that only a moment later, he's bumping fully into someone walking the other way on the sidewalk, the force enough to make the bread he threw up into the air drop on the ground instead.
Without even looking or bothering to assume it might be his fault this happened, he's already making sound. ]
Hey!
[ Look, he might not have cared about that piece of bread, but it's about.. about the principle of the thing. Something like that. (You know, despite this being his fault to begin with.) ]