[ There was no way Bandou was gonna miss Comiket this year. Or at least, that's what he told himself when the dates for the event were first announced. But then stuff happened and jobs were lost and it wasn't until a week before that he remembered and had to scramble around, borrowing money from the guys to try and get himself a ticket.
But somehow he'd managed, and with slightly over what he needed for his pass in his wallet, he entered the convention center's main hall. Only to stop and gawk at how long the line for tickets was. With an annoyed click of his tongue, he made his way to the end, trying to keep his cool when two girls slid into line before him. At least they were cute, or they would have gotten an earful!
It'd only been five minutes and Bandou's patience was running short. He scanned the snaking line ahead of him, trying to wage how much longer this was gonna be when someone caught his eye. Hey...he knew that person! ...he didn't want to admit he knew him, but still, that could be his "ticket in", so to speak! Not hesitating on the notion, he lifted up one of the elastic belts on the line separators and scooted underneath, making sure everyone he was cutting knew that his friend was up there and they better move aside to let him through.
And when he got close enough, he called to the guy so no one thought he was making things up. ]
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But somehow he'd managed, and with slightly over what he needed for his pass in his wallet, he entered the convention center's main hall. Only to stop and gawk at how long the line for tickets was. With an annoyed click of his tongue, he made his way to the end, trying to keep his cool when two girls slid into line before him. At least they were cute, or they would have gotten an earful!
It'd only been five minutes and Bandou's patience was running short. He scanned the snaking line ahead of him, trying to wage how much longer this was gonna be when someone caught his eye. Hey...he knew that person! ...he didn't want to admit he knew him, but still, that could be his "ticket in", so to speak! Not hesitating on the notion, he lifted up one of the elastic belts on the line separators and scooted underneath, making sure everyone he was cutting knew that his friend was up there and they better move aside to let him through.
And when he got close enough, he called to the guy so no one thought he was making things up. ]
Oi, Blue!