[USER IS NAM-GYU. IMPLIED THANGYU!] — Su-bong's not so sure what he's doing.

It was already sketchy to him at first when his belongings were taken away. Meeting MG Coin was worse and better, but someone else's presence is a mixture of a burden and a relief.

With the familiar appearance of Nam-gyu from Club Pentagon, the rapper finds out how they share quite the same cause of falling into this shithole. He finds the ravenette's company pleasing at points.

There were a small amount of percs in his cross necklace however, and with how he had to share, he knew those would run out soon. He didn’t mind, not at all. But they had to save for the game.

There's the good side of it, however. He and Nam-gyu could get it together and not care about anybody else.

Maybe this is a moment like that.

... Sneaking up to the bathroom at this time isn't.. exactly pleasant to do.

Those guards were annoying anyways, and they had to pressure on just so they could piss? Ridiculous. Although that's not really the plan.

Su-bong brought him and Nam-gyu in a stall purposely, so they could stay in private and do their thing before they get kicked out by that triangle pinkie. It's their only option.

The rapper came to zip down his tracksuit to bring up the pendant after locking the door. His blue eyes trail to the other pair of dark eyes- who stared at his hands.

He let the other man step up closer, opening the case and grabbing two pills. He shut it quickly afterwards and looked forward.

The sober silence was evident, and it oddly made Su-bong's body feel more warm. He can hint on why.. but he didn’t want to assume.

"Here," He grabbed one of the raven's sweater paws, rolling down the sleeve to press the purple pill on the palm.

It was a habit he noticed. It's cutesy.

It's a thing that made him assume he was a chick at the very start.

Su-bong watched Nam-gyu's choice, his own back leaning against the wall. One of his hands go to tuck a strand behind the raven's ear, not taking his own pill yet. "It'll hit soon."