bad vibe club.
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“ DUH! wow mr. observant of the year aren’t you? jeesh. ” baby grumbles, arms crossing over her chest. “ i just wanted a piece of bubblegum ya’ know? and this big ol’ JERKFACEtells me- get this, he tells me no! ” she speaks, clearly exasperated. “ like excuse me, sir i ate a bowl of dickflakes for breakfast. ” there’s a pause. “ did i just rant? sorries! ”
He’s not sure what to think, or say for that matter. The literal servant of Satan (right? that was a thing now? life at the academy continued its endless descend into madness and oddity) continued rambling beside him, going on about…bubblegum? Wonwoo gave her a pensive look, his lips pressed tightly together and brow furrowed just like the majority of students when solving difficult (or basic) maths equations. “…No worries.” He settled on that, not lifting his pen from his notebook – he even scribbled down the answer to the equation, the problem still fresh in his mind despite her monologue. “You probably gave him a reason to say no. I’m Mr.Observant, you’re Miss.Obnoxious. Just get your own bubblegum.” He wasn’t particularly annoyed, but he sighed slowly and reached beneath the library table, plucking off a piece of gum that had been left there for…well, who knows how long. “Use your skills.” He offered, planting the pre-chewed gum on top of the table in front of her.