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Mint Choco : " ugh... "
Sparkling : " are you sure you can still go ? you're looking really green ... not just 'cause of the hair , I mean . "
Mint Choco : " yeahhh... I'm fine . "

Sparkling : " so you're fine enough to clean up this puddle of vomit on my bar's floor ? "
Mint Choco : " uh ... I have to go . see you . "

Mint Choco ran as swiftly as he could out of that sad, small bar. Despite the talented owner making drinks inside, it looked like a trash dump from the outside. That probably explains why his only customers were his friends.

Sparkling : " so he's feeling well enough to run like that , but too sick to clean up his own mess in my bar . alright .. "

Where was the violinist going, you may ask?
Well, an audition, at some big building. He had to take the train to get there, however, which was a bit of a hassle.

Mint Choco re-read the map of the building.

First, he had to take the stairs...then, more stairs...more stairs.
TWELVE SETS OF STAIRS?

Oh. Nevermind, there's an elevator.

He could just take the elevator up to floor D2.

188 words. Bit of a short and weird chapter but yah

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