for myocordial
[ooc: I'll match whatever format you wanna do]
[Shinnosuke sits more heavily than he'd like on the bench. The park is basically deserted. It's late, and cool, getting colder.
He's so tired.]
Should go home.
[Not yet, though. He pulls out a box of milk candy, and tips a couple into his hand. Chewing, he considers flopping down on the grass. Probably too cold. He'd probably catch a chill. Probably shouldn't do it.]
[Shinnosuke sits more heavily than he'd like on the bench. The park is basically deserted. It's late, and cool, getting colder.
He's so tired.]
Should go home.
[Not yet, though. He pulls out a box of milk candy, and tips a couple into his hand. Chewing, he considers flopping down on the grass. Probably too cold. He'd probably catch a chill. Probably shouldn't do it.]