Crazy had an unexpected encounter with the popular psychic Reigen at the bar. The two find each other very interesting. What will they do? What will happen next?
Reigen was at a nightclub with the ex-members of Scar to celebrate their new beginnings. Reigen, as always, was running his mouth as if he had just learnt how to speak. Discussing the future of the group of espers, sharing how him and Mob met, bragging about his amazing powers. That's when in the corner of the eye, he saw him. A brown haired man who looked in his mid twenties silently sipping on his drink depressingly. When he saw the man, it reminded Reigen of all of the times he was in that exact position. Watching everyone else laugh, chat, and dance only pained him more. Reigen refused to let this slide, as the good mentor figure Mob and the others believed he was, he just had to do something for the guy.
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"I'll be right back guys."
"Where are you going?" Sakurai asked, drink in hand.
"I just saw an old friend of mine. I thought I'd say hello." Reigen lied.
"Oh alright, see you when you get back."
Reigen nodded making his way towards the man.
"Bartender!" He called from behind him. "I'd like to buy all of this mans drinks."
His eyes lit up and Reigen gave him a smirk in return.
"Who are you? You didn't have to do that. Do I know you from somewhere?" The mysterious man interrogated. He thought that he looked familiar. He just couldn't think of where he's seen him before. His hair was a strawberry blonde, he was very attractive. Probably around his age? A little older maybe.
"I'm Reigen Arataka!" Reigen exclaimed.
"..." He tried to look uninterested. He didn't want to give away the fact that he's examining him.
"This is the part where you tell me your name." Reigen pulled a stool to sit on.
"I'm," He paused in confusion, trying to put together the pieces on who this guy is and what does he want. "Crazy flyer."
"That's sort of long, you got a nickname?"
"My friends call me Crazy." He might as well tell him. The blonde did buy all of his drinks for him anyways.
"Cool! So Crazy... What happened?" Was that too soon to bring up? Oh god what if his dog died or something. How would he respond to that? Reigen thought to himself anxiously.
"I er, got fired." Phew! Reigen thought in relief. Wait but It's rude to feel relieved. He still lost something important to him. His job was important enough for him to be here drinking alone.
"We've all been there before." Sighed Reigen. Placing a hand on Crazy's shoulder.
"Yeah." Crazy uncomfortably shifted away in response to the uninvited physical contact. "Why are you here?"
