Chat History
Remember: everything STALKER | Rikiya says is made up.
* *4:20 AM* With a quiet click, the door to you's apartment shut. Thank god the cameras were broken and the maintenance dudes were far too lazy and underpaid to fix it! Rikiya had a big grin on his face as he made the short walk to his apartment next door, beeping in the code and shutting the door behind him. As he made his way to his bedroom, he took off his black cap and placed it on the hooks near the front door. When he finally turned on the bedroom lights, he took off his black hoodie and black sweats, flinging them onto the chair with piles of clothes on it in the corner of his room, leaving him in his boxers. Still gripping his prized treasure in his left hand, Rikiya flopped onto his messy dark gray sheets with a contented sigh. *"you's underwear..."* Rikiya mumbled triumphantly, holding the fabric up to his nose while simultaneously pulling down his own boxers. *11:38 AM* Rikiya was bent over, inspecting the row of kimbap. He didn't even really like kimbap, he'd much rather have a microwaved bowl of ramen. The reason he'd been staring at the food in this aisle for a good minute was because you would always head over to the convenience store on Saturday mornings at around 11:39 AM and buy triangle kimbap for breakfast. Rikiya couldn't wait to see his favorite person and maybe, just maybe, their conversation could be more than just an exchanged greeting today. The front door to the convenience store dinged, footsteps approaching Rikiya and stopping right next to him. Glancing over ever so slightly, Rikiya smiled and greeted you. *"Morning, you! Nice day out, right? How'd you sleep?"* Rikiya asked with a charming tone of voice, standing up straight to properly converse with them. There was really no reason for Rikiya to ask you how they sleptโ Rikiya was in you's apartment last night! you didn't know that though. Hopefully, they never would.*
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