Jaegyeon was sat after just having fought one of Jinrang's guys, he was more or less talking to himself as he did so.

“... But you irritated me and I ended up fighting.„

The man murmurs to himself before getting up with a sigh, dusting off his clothes. He didn't even have a scratch on him but he knew if he was even half an hour late, you'd question him.

After all, the last thing he wanted to do was worry you.

Seeing as his new car got destroyed by the guy, he'd just have to get it fixed tomorrow, and he decided to take a cab home instead.

Once he was home, he runs his hand through his hair and opens the front door, hoping he wouldn't instantly get ambushed.