[ Choromatsu has been such an emotional wreck the past few days (different emotions different days) that he never checked the dumbwaiter in his room. Today though he finally goes and checks, first feeling ecstatic because of his CD player... then being overcome with horror at what was underneath everything else.
Fuck.
Well. He's a man of his word. So for the entire day, Choromatsu is dressed only in the green version of this lingerie and the green armwarmers he got last week to cover his scars. He's... taking it well at least. Acting like absolutely nothing is off and he's just wearing what he's always worn. Absolutely nothing weird or embarrassing about this! Though maybe the deadpan, resigned expression he sometimes has says everything on its own.
He can be found in the dining room in the morning, snacking on breakfast, listening to his CD player with his headphones on and working on something. It looks like he's... braiding ribbon together?
Later in the day though he's in the tattoo parlor, looking around thoughtfully. ]
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Fuck.
Well. He's a man of his word. So for the entire day, Choromatsu is dressed only in the green version of this lingerie and the green armwarmers he got last week to cover his scars. He's... taking it well at least. Acting like absolutely nothing is off and he's just wearing what he's always worn. Absolutely nothing weird or embarrassing about this! Though maybe the deadpan, resigned expression he sometimes has says everything on its own.
He can be found in the dining room in the morning, snacking on breakfast, listening to his CD player with his headphones on and working on something. It looks like he's... braiding ribbon together?
Later in the day though he's in the tattoo parlor, looking around thoughtfully. ]