( weirdly helpful tone, kang yohan. gaon looks at the message on his phone for a couple seconds too long, brow furrowed, but has to shrug it off. he's gotten weirder messages. it's hard to say what any of them mean.
it's another fifteen minutes before he actually turns up. another five get spent figuring out which is the correct vent and fighting to get it open. he's broken into a thin sweat by the time he gets the key into the lock and turns it, only-- )
What?
( it's not locked in the first place. gaon tries the door handle and rolls his head back onto his shoulders, groaning his frustration when it opens. whatever. whatever! he shakes it off and pockets the key as he slips into the office, carefully closing the door behind him. he doesn't bother with the lights, given the sign on the adjacent tower, and he goes straight for the stack of files left on the corner of yohan's desk from earlier. )
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it's another fifteen minutes before he actually turns up. another five get spent figuring out which is the correct vent and fighting to get it open. he's broken into a thin sweat by the time he gets the key into the lock and turns it, only-- )
What?
( it's not locked in the first place. gaon tries the door handle and rolls his head back onto his shoulders, groaning his frustration when it opens. whatever. whatever! he shakes it off and pockets the key as he slips into the office, carefully closing the door behind him. he doesn't bother with the lights, given the sign on the adjacent tower, and he goes straight for the stack of files left on the corner of yohan's desk from earlier. )