Stomping a boot on the ground and shaking head to the beat, the korean raver looked up from his blasting
remix to see his room returning from practice. "Hey meathead. Sup?"He greeted, spinning around in his chair a bit. He then kicked off his desk to push the wheely chair over to Jayson's side of the room so they could chat.
He was an odd fellow, Joon was. Model student by day,raver by night. When in class he would have his long hair pulled into a ponytail to hide that it was shaved underneath, wear modest shirts, jeans, and sneakers, even a pair of glasses to pass for a somewhat model student. But once he was out of classes, he had little to no shame. He wore dark punk style clothes, many percings, black nail polish, and let his hair out on to the side. Joon would go out to raves either as the DJ for the night or just another raver looking to score. Score a girl, guy, drugs, or all depending on his mood. Most would say that was irresponsible, Joon called it Therapy.
"So how many times did Teddy Bear get pinned down today?" He asked with a smirk. He had yet to meet Teddy but had heard a few things from Jayson. Mostly the accidents Teddy kept having and how the team felt about him the first time the little man arrived. Joon then noticed something was bugging Jayson, like he had something on his mind. You stay roommates with someone long enough, you start to notice these things.
"What's up Jay? Lousy Training session? You drop the soap in the shower?" Joon asked, making jokes to keep things light hearted.