(It's painful for me to notice how dead a lot of the other threads are ;-; )
Victor sat back a bit more, one of the packages slipping from his hands. For a few weeks now, all he had really done was go to work and come back home, going out only to get coffee or to pay bills. That fact had made his running around lately all the more exhausting. (Time skip to the next day?)
(I know! AH! IT WOULDN'T LOAD!)
Tae's eyes close on the city and all sounds cease as his body falls to the side on top of three full trash bags. (Sure)
(Mine wouldn't load last night either, it took about two hours for just the home screen to come up.)
Hiyori's eyes opened up to the bright overhead lights of the CCG waiting room, someone was gently shaking her shoulder. Small spurts of shooting pains tore through her left side as the wound was also moved. Waving a hand around, she shook off whoever was waking her up. Opening her eyes a bit more, Hiyori finally realized that it was the receptionist, who had gotten to the building before everyone else.
Sprawled out on the couch, Victor slowly woke up. He had fallen asleep in an awkward position, with one of his legs off of the couch. The bag had since been moved, and he guessed that it had been emptied, and the contents put into the freezer.
Tae was already up and about. Shooting through the streets, his mask flashing in the light slightly and eerily.
Now in the bathroom, Hiyori began wrapping up her side in gauze. She had already cleaned the gash with alcohol and peroxide, and was gazing at the slowly closing wound.
Victor shut the door behind himself, walking out onto the porch of the apartment complex he lived in. Shoving his hands into his pockets, the Ghoul walked down the street. He hadn't brought his mask with him, so hopefully nothing too accurate had gotten through to the CCG. Rounding a corner, he continued walking down the street, heading for work.
(I won't be responding as much as I used to)
Tae zipped past a street but screeches to a halt and doubling back, "Hey! I know you!"
(No worries,)
Victor nearly fell over as Tae appeared behind him. Whirling around, the Ghoul was surprised to see who had spoken. "Oh, hello?" Realization flashed into his mind as he recognized the mask. "Do you wear that thing everywhere?" Victor asked, stopped on the sidewalk.
"Pretty much now a days. With the officials running around everywhere now." Tae shrugs, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. He chuckles slightly, looking behind him into the alley, "Fancy meeting you again though. Coincidence?"
"Hm, I can't wear mine everywhere… I have a job," Victor said, relaxing a bit more now that he knew he wasn't being attacked. "I honestly didn't remember you at first,"
"Thanks. That means Im doing my job right." He smiles under his mask.