[ at first, roland didn't want to come to don's little mingle. like yeah he was aight about it before, but ever since the Recent Incident, he just wants to avoid a whole bunch of people for a while. at least he'd only gotten away with a mild case of prosopagnosia and not whatever was impeding emil's speech when the boy had done it.

but there was no backing out, and don would further pry into his affairs if he doesn't follow through. so here he is, donned in that stupid shirt don had gotten him, and he gets to work setting up the 2-in-1 hotpot and kbbq grill. once the spicy and mild soups have started simmering, he starts preparing the spreads of various meat and vegetables to be grilled and dipped into the fascinating device. cooking has always been his favorite past-time and it shows in his toothy grin as he helps anyone who's interested in trying this out, but--

well, there's his prosopagnosia. luckily he has a good enough memory to recognize his peers' voices, but to those who are new to this city, he might be a little confused. so excuse him (or not) if he doesn't meet anyone in the eye at all, his gaze completely unfocused as he tries to pass over a plate full of seafood foodstuffs (prawns, oysters, squid, the whole shebang needed for hotpot). ]

Uh, here. You're the one who asked for the seafood platter, right?

[ please say yes. he can't really see y'all right now lmao. either way, once he's sat down and eaten some of his fill, he's going to try and make some small-talk just to keep up the facade. ]

How is it? This your first time trying hotpot? [ or kbbq, whichever. ]

[ once dinner's over, roland's social battery is almost dead. he's definitely a lot more sociable than this, but that Incident has left him a little worse for wear and he really isn't in the mood to mingle when he can't even recognize anybody right now.

so he parks his ass on a beanbag chair and watches the empty cityscape, a can of beer in his hand. he's looking contemplative, as if trying to decide whether he should get something fancier from daan, when in reality he's just here to brood and be silent. anyone is free to disturb him though, for a little one-on-one, but there's no guarantee that he'll be responding in his usual casual demeanor. ]

[ y'all know what to do here. challenge roland to a fight or whatever. the main thing is that Something Happened and now roland's suffering from a temporary faceblindness. totally nothing to worry about :) ]