Snippet #2471486

Slender, gloved digits tugged at his scarf as he waited idly. Wanting to check his phone but knowing if he kept checking it he would no doubt be teased for it. Awaiting the pale haired and often overlooked boy he had once attended school with; no longer although they were still friends of course. Muddy-hued eyes flit up and down the street before dipping to the ground. Dithering over his ankles where he absently took in the high-top imitation converse that were laced all the way up, the basketball design laces that had tickled his fancy for some reason though they clashed with the green design of the shoes and no doubt made him seem younger than he was.

"Come on, Kuroko." He exhaled slowly, not exactly cold but more impatient than anything. They hadn't really agreed where to go beforehand but he had no doubt they'd manage to find something if they looked long enough. That was good enough; perhaps a small, local cafe would be good. "Hurry up." Intoned to himself.