"Will you ever use that axe?"
"....."
"Why don't you adjust that shelf into the bedroom and make some room for a couch? There's only a single chair in the entire office."
"....."
Not getting a single response from Wi Hajoon after talking alone for the past five minutes, Rim Young gave up on making small talk.
"Is Su Iseul still not here? He said he would run over, so where is he?"
He mumbled out almost inaudibly, but as soon as he finished speaking, the butter knife flew over from Wi Hajoon's thigh straight to the doorway where he was sitting, passing him by a nickel. Rim Young's eyes widened, his body tense, as he turned to see the butter knife stuck in the wall behind him after having slid by him. It happened so fast he couldn't even react properly.
"Shut up."
