[h2]Mako Moritomi//Cosplay Cafe[/h2]
[h3]Sunday, April 26th, 2015[/h3]

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Despite it being Golden Week, and all that that statement implied, Mako was in the foulest mood he'd likely been in since... well. He was in a foul mood, was what he was saying. Despite the glorious weather and an entire week free from his academic obligations, there were a number of issues wearing away at his mind. First and foremost of these was Hamada-san's untimely disappearance.

Mako shook his head in disgust. Not only did the police department appear to be completely inept at stopping these random kidnappings, but moreover, the latest victim was one of the only people who would have given him a way to distract from his frustrations regarding the incidents. As was obvious, Drama Club was shut down entirely while its president was gone to gods-know-where, leaving Mako's only recourse for extracurricular distractions as Boxing Club. Which did not help improve his mood. At all. If anything, it just made him angrier.

It was at the height of his frustrations, at the greatest risk of mask slippage, that he remembered the delightful cafe he had visited just less than a week ago. And so it was now that Mako found himself strolling confidently through the front door, eager for any sort of distraction from the perils of the everyday.

[color=0076a3]"Good afternoon, everyone! How are we all doing today?"[/color]