Raju had an interesting meeting scheduled. Someone from Dewford wanted to talk to him about something. The blond had been here for a while now, so he might have some idea. Still, he went ahead and took it. He had nothing to do that day, just his normal morning routine. Returning from it, and getting to the meeting spot, the black clad young man met a rather cute, if also relatively athletic, counterpart. Clad in athletic-wear. Huh. Also seemed like a college "kid" to him. Not that Raju looked much better really. The hazel eyed gym trainer was shorter than most, being only five foot six, at twenty-one years old. Though this guy...was also on the shorter end...maybe even shorter than Raju.

The guy seemed stiff though. Shrugging his shoulders, he motioned for the guy to follow him. First going to a cafe to get a nice cold drink after his workout, even pointed at the cashier as if to ask if the guy wanted anything. "Oh, I'm Raju." Better late than never in introductions. This was far his only notable spot for things to do. But it was the first step. After all, there was still the casino, race track, arcade, and more. Raju wasn't the most talkative of people...he was very much an actions speak louder than words type of person.



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