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He had grown used to the certain loneliness brought about by his magic. Keeping distance, in both action and feeling, is commonplace for him. After the death of his cross-eyed comrades, he throws himself into work, set on what he’s good at: avoidance.
It’s all well and good until you stumble into Nikaido’s diner, a slightly embarrassed grin on your face and a crumpled job application in hand. He takes one look at you and that dumb smile and is suddenly reminded of the gaping hole in his chest.
(or, getting back on your feet after a series of fuckups, you find yourself in need of a new job [check] and a new roommate [not check.] you apply for [read: beg for] a job at Nikaido’s diner. She lets it drop that a certain cross-eye is looking for a place to stay. He certainly can’t crash in the stockroom any longer, not if she has anything to say about it.)