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@gayroomate // plotted starter ( karamatsu )

Karamatsu doesn't go to many bars. Certainly not as many as his older brother does, anyways; typically, he just hits up either Chibita's oden stand, or the local place near their house that Osomatsu loves to take them too. It's even rarer that he travels the world -- but while in search of the fruit, and because their producers thought it would make for good entertainment, they were allowed to travel the world.

Things were taking a little pause for a while, though; right now, they were currently in Canada. Toronto, Canada, to be exact; and everything felt so wildly different than what he was used to. The buildings were tall, the streets much wider than the relatively small roads back in Akatsuka alley; and there was so many things to do, and sights to see! Honestly, it was a bit overwhelming.

Naturally, the first place Osomatsu wanted to hit up was a local bar, though. Not even two hours into arriving, and even with it getting dark soon, he'd dragged all six brothers out on the town, much to their dismay. Not many of them actually wanted to be here ( besides Osomatsu, that is ), but they couldn't deny that having drink did usually help them loosen up. They could always tackle sightseeing and searching around for that fruit tomorrow -- but after such a long flight, they deserved a little break! So sayeth Osomatsu, anyways.

Karamatsu, though -- he didn't really feel like drinking that much, nor getting buzzed. He didn't trust himself not to go overboard, even if he did have a higher-than-average tolerance for alcohol; swirling his wine glass, only sipping it every now and then, he'd strayed away from his group of brothers and towards the wall of the bar. It was a little out of the way of most of the others here, far enough from how rowdy his brothers were getting, and enough to see almost the whole bar and it's dark mahogany booths. This place was bustling, and honestly -- with all the racket, and the amount of people, it was probably better he strayed away from the group of his brothers anyways.

He CERTAINLY doesn't want to be there when Ichimatsu inevitably snaps. Why, looking at him now, he can already see him doing his best to shrink into the corner of the very booth they'd been sitting at, radiating such a terrifying energy that even from across the bar it made Karamatsu's skin crawl a little. Eehhhhmmm. Better focus on something else!

He shakes his head, lips a little curled back; and to cover up any uncertainty he'd been feeling, he settled for trying to be aloof and cool. Pushing up the sunglasses on his nose that definitely weren't needed in a bar as dimly lit as this one, observing all that passed him... yeah, that's Karamatsu's thing, alright. People watching was something he did a lot anyhow, and he'd gotten pretty good at being subtle about it, too. The triangular shades hid his eyes as he gazed to and fro, fro and to .... kind of doing nothing but keeping an obnoxious playboy smirk on his face as he took a sip of his wine every now and again, and preened his hair and leather jacket.

After awhile of uselessly trying to look cool, and balancing watching everyone with pretending he wasn't even looking at anyone at all, though ... one guy caught his attention. Walking into the bar with a couple friends, he'd noticed -- part of him instantly felt like it died when he saw the others walking in with him and chatting away. But, something about his black hair and his cute little sweater just captivated Karamatsu; he looked... very cute.

Despite his attempt to seem cool, the truth was that to approach the guy was pretty nerve-wracking when he was surrounded by friends -- so he instead waited for an opportunity for the people to stop hovering around that guy like buzzards. The moment he was certain he'd be able to get a good few words in, he'd made his way over -- but with every step, he looked stiff, and awkward. A bizarre walk, and everything about him seemed to be on edge; this was not something that went missed by his brothers when he passed their table, their obnoxious loudness screeching to a near halt once one pointed out how weird Karamatsu was acting.

He could feel their eyes on him. He KNEW they were watching him like a hawk. But, he couldn't chicken out now ... ! So, doing his best to take deep breaths and approach Wallace, he let that burnt on smarmy grin of his settle in. Walking right up to the open bar seat beside him, he'd knocked on the bar's countertop twice to get the guy's attention. Then, he'd turned around, cool as a cucumber, and tilted his sunglasses down just enough that Wallace could get a peek of his reddish brown eyes.

"Heeey there, gorgeous. What's a pretty boy like you doing all alone in a place like this?" His head tilted to the side, actively deepening his already deep voice. It was a little bit of overkill, and with his sparkly pants and his tanktop with his own face on it, well... it's pretty clear that he's a Lot. He's really hoping that for once a person -- this person -- indulges him in his shitty flirting, though. He's got to look cool, this guy has got to know how cool he is! Because he's cool-matsu! The coolest of the brothers no matter what they say! He can DO this!! With a confident snap of his fingers, and a little leaning over into Wallace's space, he continued.

"How about I buy you a drink, and you and I can chat a little more? Heh. But only one. Money's a little tight on my budget right now."

... Ok. Maybe he's doomed actually. What kind of person thinks revealing THAT would make him look cool? And WHY does he look so smug about it?!

#˗ˏˋ꒰ 🕶️ ꒱ ┈┈┈〈 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 〉 karamatsu #hmmmmm. im gonna say he's travelling the world for this during theeeee. hippo fruit movie

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