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[color=a187be][b]Shinjiro Karasawa[/b][/color]

[i]Bzzz! Bzz![/i]

[color=a187be][i]Bluuuuuuuurgh.[/i][/color]

In review, last night was a complete wash. Worst Ramen trip of his goddamn life... Very rarely had one resulted in him nursing an [i]unrepaid[/i] concussion. Or, at least, a probable... [i]possible[/i] concussion. He had just kind of staggered home instead of doing the smart thing and seeing a doc after getting so caught in a gaffle. Rocky 3's phone exploding was about the last thing he could have expected, and as many a pugilist famously said, "it's the one you don't see that gets you". Like charging a purse snatcher into Tokiwadai— They get so focused on trying to ditch you they have no idea they just screeched past a bunch of posted up Judgement broads. Works every time.

Also on you, with your eye-catchingly royalty-colored hair, but different story. Not the point. The point was, the exploding phone [i]sucked[/i] for his cranium.

[i]Bzz![/i]

[color=a187be]"You're friggin killin' me, Hat-chan..."[/color]

Of course, now he wished nothing more than for [i]his[/i] phone to explode because it was sucking too, but a few hundred milligrams of ibuprofen might sort that one out in a much less expensive manner. No two ways about it— he was sore about last night in every conceivable measure. His pride in being a rough and tough bozo with the best of them couldn't be fixed by medicine, but at least his head might...

Probably...

Anyways, head wasn't throbbing, but self-esteem was. He didn't feel like a reliable fella after getting heemed drowsy without even seeing who wanted to take it there. If he ever got to the bottom'a this crap, he was mad ready to take a couple dozen swings at those responsible. 

[color=a187be][i]Well, that'll also take getting back on the trail, bruva. Betta look out for an Mick or Beatnik if you can.[/i][/color] He thought irately to himself, slipping on his trusty sneakers and ambling off to a very particular waypoint in District 7.

After all, if he wanted reclaim "solid" status, to be real good money, easy start was helping a friend out with a delivery.

You could lift something up with a sore head, right?