Sweet taste of your lips (crazyxanime)
On a rainy yong night. You can go to your local bar and have a few drinks. That's were Jiro was. He was a young man, but it was hard to tell by his looks. From a far, he look like he was 17. In reality, he was actully 21. His hair was neck leagh and purple. His bangs were covering the right side of his face. Wearing a unbutton green Tshirt. With a long sleeve white shirt under it. The jeans were bleached and ripped. Finally, his sneakers were wore out white.
Jiro was in a bar called Nightingale. Inside there were botths, stools and liquor pack again the wall. It look like a blast from the past. Most likly from the 50's or 60's. He was stitting on one of the stools. With a beer mug in his shaking hand. He was dripping wet from the rain. His face was a little flushed. This was his 4th drink of the night.
He's been having a hard week. He just lost his job, his arpartment, and most of his stuff. All he had was a backpack. With what he had left, and his wallet. With money and I.D. He let out a sigh and took a big gulp out of his mug.
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