Ziggy was rather aimless the past week in the space between album parties and tour start. Without Hiroki keeping him grounded he slipped into his old pattern of constantly being out and partying, though even that was getting old.

He's glad to see someone he knows or rather someone Hiroki knows well. He frowns at the conversation he hears while approaching. Sometimes heightened hearing is good or bad. In this case Ziggy isn't quite sure.

"Whose's harassing you about your weight?" Ziggy asks with a smile as bright as the body hugging suit he is wearing. "People say things about me needing to gain weight all the time. It's a drag."