[ though there was some innate expectation for someone to know who philemon was, just due to the nature of the situation itself, eikichi still didn't think it possible. he was setting himself up for disappointment like this, for certain; before, there were only a handful of them that knew of who philemon was, so what were the odds of anyone else knowing? nevermind that weird app; so far, most people either ignored his message or replied back with a dismissive "nope" or "who?" maybe they really weren't in the same boat, after all.
after standing around outside for about twenty minutes, eikichi had started back home. he probably looked like a dumbass, standing there for as long as he did. by the time he was upstairs in the sanctity of his bedroom, he heard the app go off again. eikichi wanted to roll his eyes; it was probably another person either trolling him or acting oblivious.
when he opened the page, eikichi could have sworn that his heart stopped beating. ]
What the... fuck...
[ was this real? eikichi's instinct was to bumrush the message with shouting and jubilation and relief, but then a part of his mind piped up with that familiar doubt. that other guy went by "joker" and claimed he wasn't jun... so could this just be a coincidence? could someone else just so happen to have tatsuya's name? eikichi's hands were shaking before he even realized it. slowly, he sat down on the edge of his bed and tried to formulate a response that wasn't... obnoxious. ]
Eikichi Mishina: you're not fuckin with me right now are you
[ he couldn't think of anything to say that wasn't a jumbled mess of emotions. eikichi bit down on his lip as he sent the message, anxiety crawling up his chest. that persona he'd gotten seemed to feed off of it, making his heart pound all the more erratically. ]
YELLS don't apologize!
after standing around outside for about twenty minutes, eikichi had started back home. he probably looked like a dumbass, standing there for as long as he did. by the time he was upstairs in the sanctity of his bedroom, he heard the app go off again. eikichi wanted to roll his eyes; it was probably another person either trolling him or acting oblivious.
when he opened the page, eikichi could have sworn that his heart stopped beating. ]
What the... fuck...
[ was this real? eikichi's instinct was to bumrush the message with shouting and jubilation and relief, but then a part of his mind piped up with that familiar doubt. that other guy went by "joker" and claimed he wasn't jun... so could this just be a coincidence? could someone else just so happen to have tatsuya's name? eikichi's hands were shaking before he even realized it. slowly, he sat down on the edge of his bed and tried to formulate a response that wasn't... obnoxious. ]
Eikichi Mishina: you're not fuckin with me right now are you
[ he couldn't think of anything to say that wasn't a jumbled mess of emotions. eikichi bit down on his lip as he sent the message, anxiety crawling up his chest. that persona he'd gotten seemed to feed off of it, making his heart pound all the more erratically. ]