Hoshige

Hoshige brought me out here to talk about something. I asked him what was the problem, but he just kept quiet, wanting to talk about it once we were isolated. He’s been acting strange the last few days.

I brought along a couple beers to help ease into discussion. Even though Hoshige and I go way back, he still has trouble opening up about certain things. When he told me that he wanted to speak in private, his face was rather tired and stressed out.

I hope his usual lifestyle didn’t finally catch up to him.

“Everything okay at home, Hoshige?”

“I wish everything was okay.”

Finally giving in, he sighed and shrugged, “Sorry. Thing have just been… strange lately.”

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