[The dreams were trying to tell him something. Or rather—they asked a question. Is it better to keep your memories at the expense of heartache, or to push all of those things away to keep the hurt at bay? Yu thought he knew the answer to that question…at least for himself. The past few weeks have made that tougher, though, and now he…he doesn't know the answer anymore.

(That's not true. He knows. He just doesn't want to admit it.)

He had no plans to attend the party, but somehow he got dragged into it anyway. So, here's another question: is it better to sit out the events, and look like you need attention…or to get involved and blend in?

This is where you come in, because he's seated at the speed dating table, and he has a list of questions in hand. There's something ardent in his expression, like he's really focusing on this particular challenge—giving it all he's got, so to speak. He gives a little nod in greeting, and a smile that doesn't quite make it past his mouth, and he picks a question at random from the list.]

a. If you had to describe yourself as an animal, what would it be?
b. What do you like to do?
c. Why do… [An uncharacteristic pause, his voice weakening almost imperceptably at the end.] … Why do you think we seek connections?
d. [Ah. There's a touch of nostalgia in his expression for a second, here.] Describe the most dramatic love confession you can think of.
e. [The BYO question option. Rather than looking at the paper, Yu looks first at you instead.] Do you want to go first?

[Okay. This was supposed to be simple. He was supposed to be focusing on a task, and this—has just gotten kind of weird. He looks at the label on the box: deliver this gift to someone whose favorite color you know.

…

Okay. Well. There's only one way to make this happen. Maybe you made eye contact. Maybe you just happen to be close by. Whatever the case, Yu is approaching…but at least he's approaching with a friendly expression?]

Hi there. What's your favorite color?

[You cannot go into the tunnel alone. This is made very plain by the attendant…who also doesn't seem to want to pair you with someone you might expect. Enter Yu: he was sort of just passing by when the attendant yanks him over by the arm.

"You two! You go together!"

And no amount of protest will calm their insistence that this is the way. Yu looks at the attendant. Then at you. His expression is somewhat apologetic.]

They're really not taking no for an answer, are they…? [He. didn't even want to do the tunnel?? He exhales the most subtle of sighs, and then holds out his hand. It's probably easier if they just do it, right?] Shall we?

[the usual drill applies! throw something at me or contact me on plurk posolutely if you want to talk through a different starter!]