LOST IN JAPAN. ᵐᶦʸᵃ ᵃᵗˢᵘᵐᵘ

my best advice

"here you go miss."

y/n could nearly jump for joy right then and there as she was being handed her wallet. it had only been a day, yet her lost wallet had miracously been found and returned to her. if all of this had gone on back in america, she could probably kiss any chance she had of ever getting it back. but of course, she was in japan now so it was a different story.

"thank you so much!" y/n was silently thanking the gods in the back of her head. "do you, by any chance, know who found my wallet?"

"well they had a mask on so it was kind of hard to tell, but he was blonde and had a pretty athletic build," the woman described. "he also told me that he found it laying on the ground in front of the gym he goes to."

"ahh, i see... well i wish he could've left his name or contact information at least so that i could thank him properly."

"maybe if you lose your wallet again he'll come around." the worker teased which prompted y/n to let out a nervous laugh.

"let's not jinx it!" after exchanging their final words, y/n bid goodbye to the lady and exited the building.

as she was stretching out her arms, her phone began to buzz. she had to first navigate through the numerous gum wrappers, loose change, and bobby pins that she had thrown in her purse in order to get to her phone, but once she read the caller ID that was displayed on her screen, the corners of her lips curved upwards.

boba rave bae is calling...
[accept] [decline]

"oooo what's this? hajime is calling me first?"

"idiot, i'm calling because last night you were crying over the phone about how you lost your wallet."
"speaking of which, how's that working out for you?"

"i got it back!"

"i told you."

"yeah whatever japan."

"imagine if some 45 year old pervert picked it up for you.

"i just shuddered..."
"AND MY ID WAS IN IT TOO!"
"A PERVERT KNOWS WHAT I LOOK LIKE NOW."

"i doubt that even a pervert would want you anyways."

"you're so mean!"
"i thought you would've missed me after i moved."
"i lowkey should've taken you with me to japan though, i literally cannot understand a single thing anyone is saying."
"like where the subtitles at bro?"

"then you should've accepted when i offered to teach you japanese dummy."

"i didn't accept because last time you taught me anything i ended up having to take a trip to the hospital."

"okay well that was different and it was your fault for riling me up in the first place."

"no regrets though, you should've seen the look on your face!"

"ha ha, very funny."

"why do i just feel like you just rolled your eyes at me through the screen."

"that's because i just did."

"hmph."
"so are you gonna come back to japan soon?"

"slow down girl, i still haven't
finished my internship here yet so it's gonna be a while longer before i come back to japan."

"this sucks! i'm gonna be stuck in osaka for the next few months all by myself."

"why are you complaining? you could've chosen literally any other country so this is on you."

"i thought japan was gonna be like it was in the animes, but then two days in i lost my wallet."

"sounds like a you problem to me. and haven't you ever thought that, i don't know, the reason why you're having a bad time in japan is because you can't even speak japanese?"

"bro, don't you have any friends here that can hook me up with a free lesson? money doesn't exactly grow on trees for me so i can't afford to pay for lessons and i'd rather not learn it myself."

"oikawa was the only person i was really close to along with a few high school teammates but he's all the way in argentina now and i'm not really in contact with the rest."

"omg that brown haired cutie you showed me a picture of?"
"thinking back i'm pretty sure i saw argentina somewhere on my list. maybe i should ask my boss if i can switch locations..."

"yeah not a chance."
"i'm never letting you two meet and if i did my life would turn into a hell hole."

"those are some harsh words hajime."
"not that i'm complaining, it turns me on not gonna lie."

"get that stupid look off your face."

"wha—"
"how'd you know i was making that face?!"
"are you secretly stalking me..."

"i have better things to do than stalk someone."
"and especially if it's you out of all people."

"okay if you called me just to spite me then i'm hanging up."

"w-WAIT!"

"what is it now dumbo?"

"okay if i'm being serious..."
"just try not to go out by yourself at night, alright? i know japan might seem like a 'nice country' to you at the moment but that doesn't mean the risk of you getting... hurt is evitable."
"and try to make some friends too okay? if you wanna make it through japan for the next few months i suggest having someone by your side to support you at least."
"if i could, i would've gone back to japan with you in a heartbeat because i know you can't fucking take care of yourself."
"and don't even try and argue with me on that because you literally come over to my place every chance you get to eat MY food and i always have to clean YOUR place for you."

"wow i'm speechless."

"did you even listen to me because i'm sure as hell not repeating that."

"nooooo, i was listening!"
"but yes i promise to be careful!"
"i'm not too sure about the making new friends part but i'll try!"

"good girl."

"wow that was kinda hot."

"quit sexualizing everything i say."

"me? never."

"whatever, i'm gonna take a shower and eat dinner."
"don't do anything stupid while you're over there."

"no promises."
"see 'ya hajime, sleep wel."