- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Quite open to most general genres, like fantasy (usually more urban fantasy), science fiction, slice of life, etc.
"Well... er, not really," the young man said somewhat awkwardly, briefly scratching his cheek with his finger, "More like... a friend of a friend. I just sorta noticed last night a..." He began, before suddenly stopping. One could only guess what he was about to refer to, but before he could continue, the young man would clear his throat, continuing to simply stand there.
"I suppose it's none of my business, but if I may ask... Ah, are you a caretaker or something? Mitsuzuri-san always told me she lived alone..." He mumbled. The American man did look fairly out of place in this small Japanese town, and as Frank didn't exactly look like the type of person to come to a place for the foreign flavor, it raised an eyebrow from the teenager, though he seemed more curious than anything else.
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