-July 21st-
Y/N pov:
I just finished a game with Ryoma when Hajime came by holding a paper, he wanted to make sure I saw it.
"Prom? You mean they have that here?"
Hajime: Why wouldn't they?
"Just doesn't seem like something that Hope's Peak would prioritize."
Hajime: It's not like this month's gonna be eventful anyways, so why not.
I guess. July 31st... I wonder if Toko'll go with me, hopefully she has something pretty to wear, maybe I'll buy her a dress.
"You going with Chiaki, then?"
Hajime: Yeah, I'd go too but...
"But?"
Hajime looked down at his clothes.
Hajime: I don't have anything formal to wear.
"Not gonna buy something?"
Hajime: I'm dirt poor.
"Sure are, but I got something for you."
I pulled out my wallet and threw a debit card at him.
"That's yours, it's your pay from when you helped us bust out Dallas."
I pulled my pack of cigarettes and- last one, gotta make a pit stop later.
Hajime: But, we didn't steal any money, where did this come from?
"Me. You did a great job so there's extra in there."
Hajime: How... How much is on this?
"Few mil."
Hajime: Egjdgdhdhsdh- A few Mil!?
"Yeah, should be enough."
Hajime: Jesus, all for just a jailbreak...
"Wanna head out and get tailored?"
I took a long drag of my cig, dropped it and stomped it out.
Hajime: Yeah, I guess.
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Something nice... Sny suits I've worn before were for jobs. Typically they were shitty disposable ones that were dark.
For scenarios where a yellow jacket doesn't give you the least detectability.
Maybe a two piece wouldn't hurt, I grabbed a blue dress shirt, a yellow jacket to cover it, black dress pants and steel tipped snake skin shoes.
"Not half bad, though I guess I'm biased to this color scheme. What do you think?"
Hajime: Well, It's definitely you. Now me.
Let's see, He's got a black dress shirt, white jacket over that, black pants and white shoes.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd thunk you're a wealthy businessman."
Hajime: So it's good?
"It's you."
Hajime: Nice, let's get outta here and get something to eat, how about... Ramen?
"Oh, I'd love to but, uh..."
Hajime: Hmm? What's up?
"I uh... Don't know how to use chopsticks."
Hajime: Pfft! They've been serving with forks and chopsticks for years.
"Fuck. Yes."
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