"what kind? aniki and I used to rap n sing together... dance... i like loads of different styles though."
noa is still a little stiff, now exactly leaning back or making himself more comfortable.
he shakes his head. never take a drink or food offered by someone else.
"no, that's okay!"
he smiles, taking a seat. honestly, probably the fanciest couch he'd sat in a while. "y'know... i kinda like music myself..."
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"ryu... ah- yknow fans have made some merch if their own. . . by the way, how are you so close to em?"
he follows behind, oblivious to the fact that jesse doesn't believe him. he could be walking himself into a trap and there would be no telling what would happen...
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. . . "Noa. just Noa."
there's no point in lying about his name...
(awkwardly, he mimicks with a gesture of his own - a peace sign of all things - and cringes at himself moments later. he scratches at his forehead with a flustered frown.)
"shoot... i dont got anything for em
noa fell for it because in truth he doesn't know them at all. just by name... and he was told to keep an eye on them.
he isn't exactly doing a good job laying low if he gets sighted in two seconds though.
"uh-huh. and Bernie..." ๐ง
he hesitates.
"... you are...?"
he blinks.
of course, noa was naive in a number of ways, but he's been learning everyday on the streets that raised him. it's a shame he hadn't met the rude boys, his life may have been a little different.
"You're serious? I can meet them- get a sign even??"
"Promise. Pinky swear, even?"
he holds up his hand, pinkie extended outward.
"or you a more shake hands kind of guy?"
he isn't sure exactly what gonzo is looking out for, but his goons are going to have a busy time watching noa since he doesnt have a home to call his own;
just... that's it? well, it's a job likely to test the waters.
Noa presses his lips into a line and nods. if he wants to talk privately, means he needs to meet with him somewhere or, to go with him now.
luckily for Gonzo, the only place noa was headed was a manga cafe...
the younger man rolls his eyes.
"that's none of your business."
he bites back. he was strictly instructed to come here and meet someone, so the fact that Jesse was already suspicious the moment he entered was enough to put Noa on edge. too much at stake here.
always with being called kid๏ผnoa is getting tired of it.
"i'm over 20," said with an uncomfortable huff. clearly, people think they can just throw their arm around him, this is not the first time it's happened.
he tries to push Jesse off of him.
who is this guy, anyway?











