After he announcement rang Mitsuo had excused himself to use the facilities, before more or less staling a plate of tiny egg avocado toasted sandwiches and strolling right out of the party. The wait was too long but finally the clock struck 12 and the new year was welcome. Another year away from home. He rather liked the fireworks…but as he glanced around at his surroundings it was just more of a reminder he didn’t feel at ease here. It seemed most of the party had moved out here, so he made himself useful and found himself a seat. A blanket, that would do. He would offer food in exchange for somewhere to lay his ass once they arrived. With all the grace a 14-year-old prat could muster, he sat down without spilling anything on his plate. “My ass is still cold.” He murmured with that, he moved the aquamarine mask over mused hair and popped a bite size sandwich into his mouth.
He flinched at the loud call, eyes snapping to the familiar voice. Fuck, why was his mouth full?! He chewed quickly scrambling to adjust himself to he seemed casual, cooler. How did one achieve that with a mouth full of bread and plant paste?? WAS SHE IN A DRESS??? BENNY LI WAS WEARING A DRESS? He nodded stupidly, quickly. Swallowing hard, the blonde tried to craft a clever reply. “Sure.” A pause. He waited for her to get closer before offering a nervous grin and lifting his plate of food up to her. “Want some food?” A little firework went off in his heart as he managed to say that without choking on his own spit. Another awkward pause as he glanced around to check if the owner as coming back any time soon or if this was something meant for public use. “Uh, you look nice, haha. Where’s Eugene?” Usually she spotted her with the blonde. That fucker.
ooc: his oufit that i love sobs