He was really in the zone by then, tapping his fingers on his knee, his feet tapping the air with all the solemn respect of the workplace that was expected of him. While Zexion had lingered, he'd opened up a sucker and stuck it into his mouth, licking it and the little stick bobbing much like his foot.
He opened his eyes at the words that were interrupting a very awesome song and he pulled out one of his earbuds with one hand and the sucker with another.
"What's that? I didn't hear you."
Demyx sometimes didn't know what to think about Zexion, he seemed like the stuffy, ladder-climbing type and he didn't know why. He should have been having fun, like he was. He'd gotten in on a summer internship and just hadn't left, oddly enough. No one had really made him, either. Xigbar seemed to think he had some sort of potential or aptitude, which was the kind of thing they talked about when they were reviewing his performance.
He wasn't entirely sure he did, honestly, he didn't see the same thing Xigbar did, obviously.
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Date: 2017-08-24 12:38 am (UTC)He opened his eyes at the words that were interrupting a very awesome song and he pulled out one of his earbuds with one hand and the sucker with another.
"What's that? I didn't hear you."
Demyx sometimes didn't know what to think about Zexion, he seemed like the stuffy, ladder-climbing type and he didn't know why. He should have been having fun, like he was. He'd gotten in on a summer internship and just hadn't left, oddly enough. No one had really made him, either. Xigbar seemed to think he had some sort of potential or aptitude, which was the kind of thing they talked about when they were reviewing his performance.
He wasn't entirely sure he did, honestly, he didn't see the same thing Xigbar did, obviously.