@fallenscent liked for a starter based on twice’s 24/7
“yeah. . . i’m fine.” he sighed. here he was, a complete stranger taking notice of his thousand yard stare. where was he? what was he supposed to be doing? form the papers in front of him, it looked like he was supposed to be writing lyrics, or maybe planning something, but he was completely empty. his brain had been fried to a crisp with work and nothing was left but ash. suddenly, he spoke up, his eyes half closed and yet unblinking, “i just feel like every day is the same, every day i wake up to the same alarm and i go down the same hallway to brush the same teeth so i can work on the same music over and over and over just to be criticized in the same way. it’s hard.” was he admitting it to himself? was he admitting it to the person who woke him up from his day dream? who knew, all jujun knew, was that he was feeling dull. “but. . . i guess it has it’s payoffs. i’m happier now than i’ve ever been, so, yeah. . .”
