Haru dropped himself on the foam bed in the middle of his room, and then seemed to remember something, he moved and opened the nakatic drawer next to his bed to get something.
The handsome man smiled in mystery and then shuffled his cell phone through the tiny rabbit he was holding. Haru whistled happily as he pushed the button to turn on the phone and lowered his smile even more when it didn't have a password.
Haru pressed the tip of his thumb to the message icon on the menu so that it gave rise to a variety of unimportant conversations with strange names. Starting from naruto uzumaki, asdchflld, ???, kuch kuch, et cetera, et cetera.
Haru chuckled as he moved more and more toward the screen until his thumb floated over the name of the message as the draft —super hearing-thing.
Haru purrs in confusion and unfolds the conversation.
