restaurant girl | t. muichiro ✓

IDEAS/SCRAPPED PLOTS FOR THIS FF (1k!)

I HIT 1K FOLLOWERS!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

ok so by the title i think you guys can assume that yes this is more restaurant girl material! im acc rlly excited to push this out cs i've had like sm extra character ideas in mind that i wanted to elaborate about but couldnt due to the ff coming to an end.

so, i was like: "oh, lemme just throw these into like a scrapped ideas list w all my other completed ffs and let it just sit for me to read over later!"

but since i hit 1k followers (mama mia thats a BIG number oh my gosh) i was trying to figure out a way how to release a special for all my mui ffs, besides tbya since thats an ongoing one.

"i can write another chapter?" this plot already has a big freaking ribbon tied in a bow i cannot exploit anymore things in this story. the 100k special did all that for me. maybe if this ff somehow hits like a stupidly high amt of reads i'll wake this ff from the grave again idk

"sequel?" NO. NONONONONO.

so my gaze drifted towards that list and um.

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SCRAPPED PLOTS/IDEAS FOR RESTAURANT GIRL:

— Despite the fact that Restaurant Girl is written in English, the characters within the story (excluding the western fanpages) all speak Japanese. That being said, the story in placed in Osaka; in casual talk, the characters all speak in the Kansai dialect instead of standard Japanese (more specifically, the Tokyo dialect). Touya picked up on the Kansai dialect after moving from Shizuoka to Osaka. However, on television or when in Tokyo, they try their best to speak the standard form.

Despite your ever-growing pile of work, you always found time to laze around the lounge room in NextUp. It was your favorite room in the building and you loved to sink into the couches after a long day of work while waiting for Muichiro to finish up his shoots.

As you sipped from a coffee that you'd helped yourself to from the company's ammenities, the elevator door opened and in came Touya and Yuichiro. Touya seemed rather sluggish from his workload as well and he made of show of falling onto the larger sofa and sighing dramatically, Yuichiro watching in disappointment from the side.

"Long day?" You asked, now feeling pressured to make conversation.

Touya nodded and woefully pressed the back of his hand to his forehead. "That crazy lady worked me to the bone! I'm exhausted, Y/N. Exhausted!"

"Maybe if you say that just a little bit louder," Yuichiro dusted off his hands as he rounded around the sofa that Touya had draped himself over, "she'll hear you and we can see how that turns out."

Touya tensed and sat up immediately, pulling his legs up to his chest and hugging them together. You laughed.

Touya was always unusually expressive. "Touya, where'd you even come from anyway?" A question to sate your curiosity. Yuichiro seemed to be equally interested in his answer, ceasing his fidgeting and turning his attention toward him.

Touya seemed to loosen up at your question, releasing his legs from the tight grip he'd captured them with and letting them straighten all the way. "Shizuoka. I just moved here after NextUp gave me an offer."

"Shizuoka?!" You and Yuichiro gasped in unison.

"That's incredible!" Yuichiro smiled, setting his hands on one arm of Touya's sofa and leaning closer to him.