Kazue's eyes shifted to the top right corner of his NeuroLinker where he would spot a small digital clock, the colon between the number flashing at a steady rate. Kazue remembered that at home, no one was waiting for him at this time. His parents still at work, slaving away at their office jobs like sheep. A part of Kaz had to wonder if he too would follow the same path his parents took, taking any opportunity to work, even if that meant sacrificing joy for money. Kazue isn't much of a free spirit anyway, so he might just be content working 40 hours in a cubicle day in and day out. Although this may seem like Kazue's destined future, he felt like he should do more. Be more. 

The minutes changed on the small digital clock in the corner of the NeuroLinker, time was moving at a normal rate, yet Kaz felt like this day would last an eternity. A sigh escaped the lips of the thin boy as he raised his hand to the contacts tab on the left. His hand danced around in front of him as he played with the folders and tabs in his NeuroLinker. Contacts >Family >ME >Copy Contact Info >Send. Kaz tapped the info with his two fingers and swiftly sent it to Momiji with elegant form. While the file with his contact information followed his two fingers through the air, Kazue brought his hand down to his chest, then extended his arm out towards Momiji. 

Kaz gave Momiji an awkward toothy smile, before letting out a raspy voice,"If you want to catch-" he stopped and cleared his throat thoroughly then continued, "If you want to catch up, uh, I'm sure I wont be doing later...Send a message. I mean... Me, send me a message." Kazue looked at the two, and gave them a pleasant wave and turned to leave. He had to avoid the boy standing near the door however, nearly walking into him. A repeat of Momiji's mishap was definitely not in Kazue best interest. Kazue stepped outside expecting to get drenched in water, but to his fortune the rain had calmed to a more tolerable drizzle. The air felt cool to the skin and a refreshing change in temperature from that of inside Angel Mort, although outside didn't have that nice cafe smell. Kazue flicked his hood up and trudged through the puddles, slowly making his way back home.