Amber turned her head at the sound of conversation and doors closing. A dude walked out, holding a stack of papers that was probably a bunch of transfer admission stuff. "Yo man," the healer greeted with an easy-going air, "saw you leaving the admissions office. New 'n shit right? Welcome to the academy, yo."
It was an incredible feeling, holding a stack of papers in his hands. Not because they were paper. That was relatively unremarkable.
With a pen clenched between his teeth, he swiveled to look at the greeter. Raising a knee to balance said papers, he threw up a peace sign and garbled a somewhat intelligible, “Yo!” in return. And well yeah he just left the admissions office. So that would do it. Namjoon maneuvered the pen with his tongue and maybe it was gross but it was His Pen so whatever. “Very new shit. Thanks. Do you know where the toilet is?”
