“Then I guess we have to keep watching Pororo then.” Not that L.Joe minded all too much about shows catering to children– It was certainly better than many other possible outcomes. Still, the both of them could only endure a kids’ show for this long before one of them caves in. Either way, L.Joe was the type of person who could sustain a cartoon fairly well, mostly if the only other option was to find the remote. Between the two, he’d much rather just sit through hours of a talking blue penguin. Sprawling across the sofa, he maneuvers a bit only to get more comfortable, “Chani-yah, since you’re up already, can you get me a drink–”
Eyes beamed at the other member like the rapper was going to be dragged to hell was given by the vocalist, “What are you? Five? I swear you hid the remote so we have to watch this crap...” Chunji’s constant complaint continues. “Guess I have no choice but to do plan B...” He approached the television and unplugged the wire from the socket before taking back his seat on the sofa after moving L.Joe’s legs. “Get your own drink,” he smirked to the action he made, holding his giant teddy bear, a gift from a fan, in his arms after getting comfortable.