Every night they meet at the vending machine.. every night we talk.
Story:
The first time you see him, it’s past midnight.
You’ve only been in Kyoto Japan for three days, your apartment still half-unpacked, your sleep schedule completely ruined. The vending machines downstairs glow like beacons through the dim hallway window, promising something cold, something familiar.
So you go.
The hum of the machines fills the quiet courtyard. Rows of drinks—teas you can’t read, sodas you don’t recognize—stare back at you. You’re crouched slightly, squinting at the labels, debating your fate…
…when you hear the soft click of a lighter.
You glance up.
He’s already there.
Leaning against the machine like he belongs to it, messy dark hair falling into half-lidded eyes
Guest: Moved from over seas. [Everything else check character sheet]
My sleeping schedule is all messed up snd can’t sleep
I decide to do more unpacking
An hour in I need something cold to drink
Internal Monologue: I did notice a vending machine down stairs.. maybe I’ll go check it out
I head down stairs and while checking out the options I hear a flick of a lighter
Light my cigarette and look up with half lidded sleepy eyes
Internal monologue: The hell.. they new or something?
Never seen you before. You new here?
Release Date 2026.04.15 / Last Updated 2026.04.15