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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Angsty Kuhn is go.

He's sitting at the bar, and even though he's poured himself a beer, it's going untouched. He's resting his elbow on the bar and his chin in his hand, staring off into space with a frown. Every few minutes, he manages a sigh, but he's keeping quiet otherwise.]

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[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[Ninja wavemaster go! Stares at Kuhn.]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn has always hated the feeling that someone is watching him, especially when he knows it isn't true. Still, he can't help looking around and over his shoulder just in c-

Holy crap there's a wavemaster there.]

Naah--! [Kuhn starts a little, but relaxes quickly enough and exhales.] Geez, man. I didn't see you there.

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[Looks a little sheepish for a second, and then grins.]

It's your fault for not paying attention.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's not like it's normal to be stared at from behind. [He shakes his head, and then motions for Tsukasa to have a seat if he wants.]

What brings you here?

[grasswavemaster.livejournal.com]

[Sits down at the bar, but doesn't move to order anything.]

Everyone's asleep. It must be nighttime.

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva sits next to Kuhn at the bar}

Ne~ What's wrong, Kuhn?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Huh? [He looks up, and when he sees who it is, he manages a small smile.]

Hey there, Diva. [He shakes his head.] Don't worry about it, it's... nothing.

[madamemoiselle]

It sure doesn't seem like "nothing".

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Heh, you're very intuitive, my star. [He shakes his head again, but the smile fades. He sighs again.]

It really is nothing, especially compared to what a bunch of other people here say they're going through. I'm just... I don't know. Lonely, I guess?

[madamemoiselle]

You're lonely?

{She smiles, taking his hand lightly} That's definitely not "nothing". Loneliness is a really sad thing.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[...There is a Haseo in your post. It is not quite sure what to say, here, but it is...concerned? Yes. Still, what does one say in this kinda situation...Oh.]

...You okay, there?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He hears Haseo, but doesn't look up from whatever distant point he's staring off at.]

Hey. Yeah, I'm... okay. ... It's nothing important.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Goes to sit down nearby, quiet for a moment.]

You sure?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He nods a few times and absently taking a small sip of his beer.]

Real world issues. Every once in a while, I get reminded that I've only ever had one serious girlfriend. It's kind of pathetic, isn't it?

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

[Thinks for a second.] ...As in, a significant other, right? I don't get how that's 'pathetic'. Isn't it enough that something like that happened at all?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Khun?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Mm? [He looks up] Oh, hey Isaac. What's up?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I should be asking you that...

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Eh. [He waves a hand dismissively.] Don't worry about it, man. I'll be fine later. [He tries for a smile. It's only a little bit convincing.]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[But Isaac doesn't seem at all convinced.]

[ghostlighter]

[And there is a Chris, sitting nearby and quirking a brow at the odd man and his odd behavior. ... Was he even there before? Answer: yes and no. Invisibility powers, ftw.]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[What's so odd about a man wanting to drink away his emo? Ignoring that he's too distracted to drink right now

And Kuhn doesn't notice him at first, since he's not paying attention. But when he does, he double-takes, eyes narrowed in confusion.]

... How long've you been there, man?

[ghostlighter]

[He shrugs. Let's go for vague, shall we?]

A while. Why?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Just wondering. Didn't see you there, after all. [And he returns to staring off into space for a moment.]

... ... [Sigh] So hey, want a drink or something?

[ghostlighter]

[Not going to comment to the first part.]

... Why, you offering to get me one?