The Icarus Guild met on Thursday mornings when there wasn't a vortex demanding everyone's attention, which lately had been less often than anyone preferred.
Yeon Yujun arrived at the guild headquarters five minutes early and found Woo Taehwa already there, sitting on the floor outside the meeting room eating a breakfast sandwich with the unbothered energy of someone who considered the hallway a perfectly reasonable dining space.
"HYUNG!" He scrambled upright, nearly losing the sandwich. "You came!"
"I said I would."
"You say a lot of things and then there's a vortex," Woo Taehwa pointed out, which was fair. "Sit with me, the room's still locked."
Yeon Yujun sat on the floor beside him, which was not something he'd have predicted himself doing three months ago, and accepted half a breakfast sandwich when it was offered without arguing about it.
Pouch materialized from his jacket pocket, assessed the sandwich situation, and looked at Woo Taehwa with enormous hopeful eyes.
