[ every party needs one, and nisaka's here to provide. despite having been bodily dragged here by people who will not be named but are probably definitely no longer his friends, that hardly means nisaka will be indulging in all that the festival has to offer.
in fact, he's just gonna go ahead and stand off to the side, idly munching on some standard festival snack like idk a candied apple or whatever, doing his best to pointedly be here while also not partaking in or enjoying a single part of it. suck it, jude and daichi.
aka sorry this is your standard HE'S HERE, BUT HE'S A GRUMPY LOSER, PLEASE COME BOTHER HIM... spill your drink on him... knock his apple out of his hand... pretend he's your boyfriend to shake off some aggressive pursuer... drag him into a photo booth because even when he's miserable he's photogenic... etc... ]
2. accidentally a good samaritan
[ there's more than one way to force an antisocial loser to participate in a festival. (though perhaps participate is too strong a word.) sometime just before the fireworks, as night has settled and the party's really starting to kick up, catch nisaka wandering through the main portion of it with a child (yes, a child) in hand, looking mildly disgruntled but also kind of really concerned. the aforementioned child is a little girl with a bright red nose from crying, sniffling every now and then as she scrubs at her eyes with a hand that isn't firmly clinging onto nisaka's.
should you happen to make eye contact, the boy will ask you in an aggrieved voice, ]
Hey, have you seen some idiot parents around?
[ cue a pointed wail from the little girl at his side. ]
3. a slightly angsty interlude...
[ nisaka doesn't know how long he's been standing there, staring down at a delicate papercut of two feminine figures, entangled together in a tender embrace. long enough to draw the unhappy attention of the stall's vendor, at least, who clears his throat for what has to be the fourth time since he'd noticed nisaka. the man doesn't like loiterers in general (it makes it seem like his stall is busier than it is! it scares away potential customers!) but nisaka's carefully blank expression has gradually shifted into something — unsettling — to say the least. pinched, conflicted, perhaps even a little angry. the vendor has a sinking suspicion this hooligan is two seconds away from tearing that papercut apart. this time, he opts to use his voice: ]
no subject
in fact, he's just gonna go ahead and stand off to the side, idly munching on some standard festival snack like idk a candied apple or whatever, doing his best to pointedly be here while also not partaking in or enjoying a single part of it. suck it, jude and daichi.
aka sorry this is your standard HE'S HERE, BUT HE'S A GRUMPY LOSER, PLEASE COME BOTHER HIM... spill your drink on him... knock his apple out of his hand... pretend he's your boyfriend to shake off some aggressive pursuer... drag him into a photo booth because even when he's miserable he's photogenic... etc... ]
2. accidentally a good samaritan
should you happen to make eye contact, the boy will ask you in an aggrieved voice, ]
Hey, have you seen some idiot parents around?
[ cue a pointed wail from the little girl at his side. ]
3. a slightly angsty interlude...
Hey kid! Either buy it or get going, huh?
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