[ 가을: ] though not quite the type to console anyone of emotional problems (heck, he can’t even console himself!), let’s just say that gaeul didn’t mind listening to rants on the surface level of rhetorics. but also, let’s keep in mind that the keywords here are: on the surface level of rhetorics.
he doesn’t really wish it to be the same this day; he expects it. so he opens the door being brutally knocked on, a gloom on features as his usual whimsicality is too early in the day to kick in. with a hand on wall, and the other one levitating up and down with much (frustrated) enthusiasm, he maunders. “olympia, olymps—next time, just break down my goddamn door instead. and yet again, i question the existence of these communication devices called, i don’t know, smartphones, because what good does it do on letting a friend know of a visit?”