[ Surprise flickers between them. Perhaps Dokja had been expecting something more direct, maybe even a touch accusing with how long he's drawn out this "talk" they're supposed to have, but he's left at a bit of a loss here. There's so many ways he could respond considering the overwhelming excess of his thoughts, overthinking at all times, layers upon layers of concerns and worries resting upon even more concerns and worries, but...
Uneasiness stirs within him, the idea of anyone getting a glimpse of just how much of a mess the inside of his head is anxiously prickling at his skin. He certainly doesn't want to trouble Joonghyuk with any of it, so he defaults to a more casual answer in the hopes of deflecting while still offering something. ]
... Currently? Well, I guess I was thinking of what to do tonight. I've been staying out late these days, so I might call it in early for a change.
[ He chatters on as he works, but the tone of his voice and the easy way in which he speaks doesn't match the exhausted slope of his shoulders, the dark circles under his eyes, or the heavy, stilted air settled over him. ]
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Uneasiness stirs within him, the idea of anyone getting a glimpse of just how much of a mess the inside of his head is anxiously prickling at his skin. He certainly doesn't want to trouble Joonghyuk with any of it, so he defaults to a more casual answer in the hopes of deflecting while still offering something. ]
... Currently? Well, I guess I was thinking of what to do tonight. I've been staying out late these days, so I might call it in early for a change.
[ He chatters on as he works, but the tone of his voice and the easy way in which he speaks doesn't match the exhausted slope of his shoulders, the dark circles under his eyes, or the heavy, stilted air settled over him. ]