#haeunsi

      HE GRIMACES, as the sole thought of getting punched in the face left him in distress. “Once I got hit right in the face with a soccer ball that this guy kicked—and it was the most angering thing ever. Not the most painful, but infuriating.” He rubbed his nose, lips pursed to a single side as he tapped his right arm. “So you can punch me here instead, whatever your reason is for wanting to assault me.”

       Ardently searching for his pair of glasses, he successfully picked them up from the bottom of the table while staggering a bit to slip on the left sock. Groaning as he took a glance at the watch, his frown turned into a sulk upon the christmas-themed sweater that she was holding up before him. “I’m not wearing that.” He replied flatly, kicking through his pile of clothing as he desperately hunted for an wearable outer within the limited time given to him—excluding the tacky sweater that he thought he got rid of.

an adult male polar weighs between 775 and 1,200 pounds on average.

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“Just steak? Just steak?” Taehyung mimicked her upset tone, his visage distorting to exaggerate her expression as he attempted a laugh out of her. Upon receiving an apathetic response, however, he jutted out his lower lip as he decided to comply with her right opinion. “Okay, okay. Steak is the best. Best ever, actually. Wow. Couldn’t get better.” He mumbled enthusiastically at his best attempt as he opened the door to the restaurant, holding it as he gestured for her to lead their way in.