#ant.phn

I am here. Not drunk. And awkward. -winks-

“I seriously don’t even understand what you’re getting at.” Youngjae seemed exasperated. It had been a long day and he just wanted to settle down and chill with a friend. But apparently Youngjae has done the wrong thing, but he didn’t notice what it was. He wasn’t in the mood to have to try and defend himself or get his feelings hurt. Therefore, by the time he’s ready to sit down, he just stands again, slipping his shoes back on and looking at his friend. “Noah. I really don’t have time for this tonight so I’m just going to go home.”

You have to answer a questionnaire first.

He looks at the small piece of fabric the other was holding in his hands and then up to his friends face. Deadpan. He waits a moment to answer, adding to the suspense. “Do I look like the type of person that would trot around in something like that?” Youngjae clicks his tongue and then breaks into a laugh fit. “Oh goodness, no. Where did you even get that? Don’t touch garments that have been on balls of people you don’t know!”