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There are things that Tomoki knows are in season despite seemingly living under a rock. Strawberries happen to be the only fruit that he ever knows will be in season. At this point it’s honestly quite funny. A joke that no one will laugh at because it’s really funny to only himself. Regretfully, this also means that he’s never in the know in regards to when peaches are in ...

Technically, Tomoki thinks that he’s had too many drinks because all of a sudden, he has guts. Alcohol truly is liquid courage and he simply has no fucks left in him to care about what others will think of him. A part of him wonders if this is how Parker lives, free of worrying about what others think. It’s honestly not that bad as he finds himself somehow at the tables with various others.  While he’s already ...

There’s a fine difference between getting an invite and then going in from the back door because you wanted to know what masquerade fuss is about. Tomoki happens to be in the latter camp, he’s not that well known as a writer which feels like a kick in his teeth more than anything. There’s multiple ways to go about it and Tomoki simply goes through the back door. ...

The Masquerade so far was going rather well, it seemed. Chaoshin had gotten to meet a lot of new Buns and made a few lucrative connections. And of course a handful of more socially driven ones as well, which he wouldn’t complain about. It was rare to find Succubuns he did enjoy the company of, so he wouldn’t complain about expanding that list. As of now, he was sitting at one of the tables with a few others, enjoy...

Going to the masquerade means that there’s far too many drinks. Way too many, and here, Tomoki would prefer if they had more cocktails, it’s all that he drinks and honestly, with strawberries in season, it’s easier to make. Really, he just wants something sweet as he looks over the champagne.  It’s not one of his favourites and part of him wonders if he really wants to get drunk ...

If you were to ask why he’s here in the first place – even though it’s definitely not Tomoki’s place of interest – he would say that it’s for a novel he’s writing. Then again, that’s his excuse for everything and anything. Regardless of how stuffy he feels in his outfit, he’s managed to wrangle himself into this masquerade with the distinct feeling that he is w...