There's a restless presence at the back of Keith's mind, one that stalks and prowls and paws at the doors that Keith doesn't even know he has, not in any conscious way. But he knows it makes him feel unsettled, like sitting is somehow the unnatural thing to do at the moment.
His fingers are wrapped around his coffee cup tightly, and he watches the other man across the table. "Shiro," he echoes with a nod. "I'm Keith."
Well, that's certainly a better start. He frowns though, breaking eye contact now, brow furrowing as he considers. "I don't really remember it. Yesterday... last night I mean." His frown deepens and he looks back up. "I know this sounds weird, but I was hoping I could ask you..." he trails off, shaking his head again. "A few things, I guess."
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Date: 2019-06-14 05:18 am (UTC)His fingers are wrapped around his coffee cup tightly, and he watches the other man across the table. "Shiro," he echoes with a nod. "I'm Keith."
Well, that's certainly a better start. He frowns though, breaking eye contact now, brow furrowing as he considers. "I don't really remember it. Yesterday... last night I mean." His frown deepens and he looks back up. "I know this sounds weird, but I was hoping I could ask you..." he trails off, shaking his head again. "A few things, I guess."