He hadn't been rude, had he? He'd have to make it up to Ritsu tomorrow.
45%.
Mob headed into his room and shut the door. He set the tea down on his desk, then pulled out his futon. He wasn't going to bed quite yet, but he wanted to be ready for when he did.
He grabbed his tea and took a long sip of it, then sat down on his futon. He flipped open his phone again.
Sorry, I'm going to be late to work tomorrow. he typed out to Reigen, then hit Send.
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Date: 2023-08-29 04:41 am (UTC)45%.
Mob headed into his room and shut the door. He set the tea down on his desk, then pulled out his futon. He wasn't going to bed quite yet, but he wanted to be ready for when he did.
He grabbed his tea and took a long sip of it, then sat down on his futon. He flipped open his phone again.
Sorry, I'm going to be late to work tomorrow. he typed out to Reigen, then hit Send.