Aug 30, 2018
:// LOCATION ; SINGAPORE.
he looks like shit. bruised and scarred to hell, he’s been sticking to the mansion && the hotel, for the sake of keeping a low profile. he also hasn’t been sleeping since they got there--- not that anyone could tell by looking at him. he looked no more tired than the general exhaustion that hung from his shoulders and lingered in his eyes. the alarm on his face at the presence of another person in the kitchen at five a.m. is much clearer. it falls away fast enough as he crosses the room to the coffee maker. “can’t sleep or jetlagged?”