[ While leaving out a mug of coffee, mostly-filled, might seem to be a weird thing to do in remembrance, regardless it's what Joshua does as he goes about cleaning the downstairs floor of his house, the space previously known as Kat's Kradle.

Without any real reason to keep more than the cooking area clean, he hadn't. Dust coats many of the tables and forms sometimes-impressive piles in the corners. Today, despite the rain, Joshua has the front door of House 38 wide open, and he can occasionally be seen sweeping piles of dirt outside.

It's rather cold, but Joshua doesn't seem to mind it. At least it's keeping him from working up a sweat. It's a bit late for a new year cleaning, but at least he's getting around to it at all, right?

Every so often he takes breaks to check on his journal, which he left the following question on earlier in the day: ]

How many of you learned things here that you're not looking forward to having to learn again when you go back to your own worlds? Your own death might be the obvious one, but I mean things like, say, some truth about your world, or friends, or family as well. Anything you'll need to find out again if you forget this place.

[ Joshua was used to empty space. For more years than he'd cared to count, it had been all he'd ever spent most of his time in. He didn't need friends. He didn't need companions.

Without his city, maybe he'd grown too attached to his Producer. That had to be what it was. The one bit of it all that stuck with him, even here. Even through all of it, Sanae was his one connection to what he was. To Neku, he was a friend. To Shiki, he was a bother. But to Hanekoma, he was the Composer, even here with no Shibuya to watch over. He'd said that if he ever found a way home, he'd be sure to bring Joshua with him. So was this an accident, or was that a lie?

Early Tuesday morning, a written message goes out over the journals. Joshua doesn't trust his voice right now. ]

Kat's Kradle is closed until further notice.

[ After that, he heads down the stairs, doesn't bother locking the front door, makes himself a cup of coffee, pulls a stool up to the bar, and sits. He doesn't drink the beverage. He just holds the cup in his hands and stares off into space blankly over the counter top. Not moving. Not thinking.

But there were a few things left behind, and at least one of them should be dealt with. So if the intended recipient doesn't show up at the formerly-a-cafe before the early evening, he's finally going to move and make his way to house 44, a note in his hand. ]

You know, I never did like the enforced dynamic of Valentine's Day and White Day. To save you all the trouble of worrying what would be proper, I've decided I will be the one to deliver chocolate on Valentine's Day to my male friends. I expect reciprocation on White Day from all of you, hee hee.

This means you, too, Neku.

[ With another giggle, the feed cuts.

Afterward, Joshua can be found out and about delivering chocolate. This is made a bit more difficult by the fact that he doesn't actually know where all of you live, but he's got chocolate for Hanekoma (dropped off before he left the house, of course), Neku, Hisoka, and Haruhi (yes, he is delivering that one mostly to be jerk). He also has a few more in case he bumps into anyone he's not particularly close to but he'd be amused to give anyway. Yes Hisoka he is trying to find your house, and if you don't show yourself soon enough he will start pinging you. Hard. With mind-beams. Ooooo mind-beams~ ]


(( First journal comment is reserved, but feel free to wait Go ahead and respond, or bump into him in person ))

[ The question indeed comes a couple hours after midnight, early enough that you don't have to be too much of a late-nighter to catch it going up. ]

What sort of things do you do to help yourself relax?

[ After he poses the question, Joshua will be off doing his current favorite: showering. So he won't be responding for a while until he's done. ]

[ Backdated to Valentine's Day evening, a little while after Kat's Kradle closes for the night ]

[ The journal switches on, and there's a moment of erratic movement before the video settles to show Joshua standing in Kat's Kradle, setting up the journal. After a moment, he pulls back with a soft giggle, and walks towards the middle of the cafe, leaving the journal propped up to broadcast what's happening. He calls offscreen: ]

I'm done fixing the hole.

[ There's a pause, and then the sound of someone tromping on down the stairs. Hanekoma steps forward and edges into view, looking to the newly-patched gap in the ceiling. ]

Huh. Guess you've got more patience than I thought, J.

[ Joshua grins in response. ]

Well, I was just so curious about what my present might be.

( This is an ooc cut. It just got kinda long. )

Hey, Mr. H, I've been wondering. At the ball, why did you get me drunk and grope me?


(( Yes, Joshua expects other people to respond to this, too. He's doing it for the sake of embarrassing Hanekoma, so~
EDIT: Also Hanekoma (and I guess, other people if they want to? XD) has full permission to threadjack here ))

(( BACKDATED TO SOMETIME BEFORE THE BALL. Also not filtered because Josh doesn't know that filtering exists yet :| ))

Sanae? We need to talk.

[ The audio feed cuts in midway through Joshua mumbling to himself. ]

--ere and, oh, looks like that did it.

[ There’s a few seconds’ pause, then the sound of chuckling. ]

Of course, now that I have it working, I don’t have anything to talk about! What do people usually do with these sorts of things, anyway? Hmm... Dear diary: woke up in a strange world today. It doesn’t seem to be a certain someone’s fault. Would like to get back to my Shibuya soon. Hope I didn’t leave the tub running. [ He giggles at his own joke. ]