7/11: Evan

[randori]

[ Natsuo stays well clear of the pool, but he'd poked his head in there and left right away, passing by the ballroom next door and...

Hm.

When Evan passes by, he'll see a stack of tables and chairs having been pulled together one on top of another as a makeshift staircase, right underneath the chandelier at the center of the ceiling, Natsuo straining to reach up towards it while standing on a precariously balanced chair— caught in between the lights is a stuffed animal, a pink rabbit covered in blood. ]

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[randori]

[ Evan could always let Natsuo fall and save himself, but despite his best efforts in stabilizing the pile and Natsuo reaching his limit on how far he can stretch his arm without dislocating his shoulder, he seems to be an inch short. With a sigh, he slowly lowers himself back down onto his feet, makes like he's going to call it quits and come back down, and then jumps.

It's going to end badly for Evan because here's a pile of chairs toppling down towards him, and badly for Natsuo because the tips of his fingers brush against the rabbit's foot and there's nothing below to catch him. ]

[selfinserting]

[He relaxes slightly for the few moments it seems like Natsuo is going to come down, but then his Concern increases tenfold as he watches him jump.]

Dude, don't—

[The warning comes too late, though, and. Those sure are a lot of chairs. He tries to move away as quickly as he can, but he's absolutely going to have more than a few bruises when this is all over.]

[randori]

[ There's a loud crash, but instead of chairs and bodies hitting the floor, the source is a door getting flung open, and Evan finds himself being hauled along by a child- maybe eight years old, tears streaming down his face: a young Natsuo, and by the way they're eye level with each other, Evan is the same age. ]

Takaomi-kun!!

[ he wails, coming up to the person inside the room, several hears taller and wearing a high school blazer. ]