⇢ rage room

he waits for the usual crunching, only to smile when he hears the other resume. understandably, the sound of the crunching bone was.... definitely something he'd not imagine, but considering jiseok's predicament and need to be away from the others for a while, the possum moved to wrap his tail around his body. curling up on the couch.

There's a unusual silence that hung in the air for a long time, the response to him having been over for a good 10 minutes before the unusual crunching continued.

"nope. not quite." he hums, tilting his head to the side. "the thai actors have an accent too when speaking." he mumbles. nodding with a firm press of his lips together. "... i'll let you finish cronching. don't mind me." he smiles before he shrinks into the pillows of the couch once more.

A soft exhale is heard;"Probably the only one with an accent." His tone is very low, and strung together, most words were mumbled.

waves his fingers at jisung, moving in to grab a pillow to sink into the pillows with a curious eyeing of the ominous corner. "oh... because if you were, i was going to say you sounded like dacre."

The crunching stops abruptly once again, and then a prolonged silence;"No."

*waves over at Jiseok before turning towards the exit to head out and try to relax for the night*

hearing the sound of crunching from a rather ominous corner of the room, the possum peeks just a tad over to said corner. silent for a long while before speaking. "are you a ghost?"

Assuming no one else is there, Dacre goes back to crunching.

(( i understand! that's perfectly fine ♡ ))

peeks in. looking around the room before he decides to enter. rightfully kicking at one of the thrown pillows on the ground.

".............." Dacre didn't think the cow bone looked like fried chicken, but he didn't clarify either. The item disappears out of view, his back still turned. There's a prolonged silence, and shoulders slump a little more, but eventually he responds, really, really softly- more a mumble than a clear response. "Maybe some other day.."

Ahhh, fried chicken? I've always heard the bone marrow was the best part- Never could bring myself to use my teeth for such. *shrugs and tilts my head* You wanna share music again, soon?

[] oh sure. i just like to be honest with writers hes abrasive when hes in here and agitated.

(( is it okay if jiseok comes around? he's a little crack-y but i can tone him down? ))

[] As one rightfully should!

(( the way i got chills ))

The crunching abruptly stops. There's a really uncomfortable silence that looms in the air, before a dark red, thin oblong object is held passed his frame and into the view of the other male, looked like some kind of bone.

Whatcha crunching on

Dacre is hiding somewhere in the room crunching on something.

i need me my pretty demon ;;

im in such a mood ;;

AHHHHH

Just so ing fed up of everyone and everything

Tired....

*flips a table*

well- that was quite a dream

If you wanna talk about it or need a friend, you're welcome to come find me

honestly not really but i feel silly

well everyone is different so i didn’t want to assume

You okay?