07-09-2018, 06:35 PM
[align=center][div style="border-width:0px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; font-family:times new roman; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 140%;word-spacing:-1px;color:black"]One could call it a patrol. One could call it scouting. One could also call it diligence. Jeong, on the other hand, called it boredom. He... He was bored. He already finished his workout regiment and desired to sleep, but he knew if he slept now, he wouldn't be able to later. No, that was a lie. The man could sleep whenever, wherever. In his bed at nine at night. In a chair at three in the afternoon. On the ground at four in the morning. On a table at seven in the evening. As long as he slept, he was content with everything. Jeremiah, however, appeared to not feel the same way. Light brown eyes landed on the sluggish man as he walked past him and into their territory. Mouth slightly parted and a brow raised in both concern and confusion, Jeong watched him for a moment before realizing it would be a good idea to question the stranger. Shaking his head to clear it, he trotted after the man, "W-wait! Whoa there, hold on a sec. Wa~it!" He cut in front of him, holding out his arms to hopefully stop the other. Exhaling heavily, hopefully he managed to get his attention as he spoke. "You look like shit, my dude." As soon as he finished his sentence, his eyes widened and he sighed in disappointment at himself. That's absolutely not what he wanted to say. Was he thinking it? Yes. But it still shouldn't have come out. It wasn't in anyway hostile or mocking, rather he was more concerned than anything, but that still wasn't appropriate. And it seems he discovered this too late. Bringing a hand up to his face, the man pinched the bridge of his nose as he continued in a defeated manner. "N-no I... Shit, just... Ignore what I... Sorry I didn't mean anything by-" he tripped over his words before sighed again, realizing he was doing more harm than good. "Hi, I'm Jeong and I promise I'm not that much of an asshole." This wasn't how he wanted their interaction to go. He messed everything up and only he himself would be able to put things back on the right track.
"I'm... Sorry about all of that." He started again, brows knitted together and a small smile parting his lips as he took on more of a sheepish manner. "A-anyways more importantly, are you alright? You really don't look good." He continued, the his concern returning. "Is there something I can get you? Food? Water?" How long had he been wandering around? The trembles that coursed through the Frenchman's body only made Jeong more concerned about his well-being.
"I'm... Sorry about all of that." He started again, brows knitted together and a small smile parting his lips as he took on more of a sheepish manner. "A-anyways more importantly, are you alright? You really don't look good." He continued, the his concern returning. "Is there something I can get you? Food? Water?" How long had he been wandering around? The trembles that coursed through the Frenchman's body only made Jeong more concerned about his well-being.