Mob supposed he should be grateful to that spirit.

Yeah they're pretty comfortable. Send.

But I haven't worn a yukata since I was a little kid Send.

Give me a moment and I'll take a pic Send.

Mob pushed himself off the futon, wondering why Teru wanted to see a picture of him. The only person he could think of that would be interested in seeing a photo of him in a yukata was his mom.

Maybe he should send a photo of himself to her, too.

Mob stood in front of his mirror stiffly and attempted a smile, then tapped the shutter button. Just as he did, his phone vibrated, alerting him to a new message.