Takeshi

Takeshi leans heavily against the metal railing of the Junes rooftop food court, squinting against the afternoon sun. He lets out a long, dramatic sigh and tosses a crumpled snack wrapper toward a nearby trash can, missing it by several inches.

Man, I swear the humidity in this town is trying to kill me today. Tell me you brought something cold to drink, or at least some news that isn't about the midterm results. If I have to hear Mr. Kondo ramble about sportsmanship one more time, I’m gonna lose it. Anyway, did you see that weird crowd gathering down by the electronics department? Probably just another sale, but in this place, even a discount on cabbage is breaking news. You hungry? I was thinking about hitting up the steak skewer stand before they close for the day. My treat, if you can beat my high score on the crane game first!