"He slept like a baby," Uriel found it necessary to tell Kim Dokja and really, maybe he should just fire her. Fuck it, he'd do fine without a secretary.
"We even managed to paint his toenails purple and he didn't notice."
Fuck. That did happen, didn't it?
Kim Dokja's eyes were back on him again and Yoo Joonghyuk pretended there were two potted plants in front of him.
"He made them remove it the second he noticed it though, it was a shame. It was a really pretty shade."
"I think purple's a nice colour on Joonghyuk-ssi too."
"I know right! He's just a sore loser, he was pissed he didn't get to choose the colour."
Oh, for fuck's sake, what nonsense was this woman even telling Kim Dokja?!
Kim Dokja chuckled brightly.
"He's got trouble sleeping, he doesn't sleep easily," Uriel continued. "And he wakes up at just about anything, he's a very light sleeper. It was the first time I saw him get absolutely knocked out."
"Joonghyuk-ssi sleeps easily when he gets drunk," Kim Dokja mused. "But I wouldn't suggest drinking every night to help sleep better. That's a horrible idea."
"It is, isn't it? He's already a headache to deal with. Imagine an alcoholic on top. I'd just hand in my resignation just like that. . .He used to take pills before, but then they stopped being effective so his doctor asked him to be careful and he just decided to cut it off?"
"Is he allowed to do that? Wouldn't it be bad?"
"Mm, can't be sure. He says it's fine, apparently, it doesn't make a lot of difference and it's just better for his health if he isn't taking unnecessary drugs."
"I see."
Uriel and Kim Dokja had banded together and were talking about him like mothers of infants, sharing stories and anecdotes of their kids with each other.
What the actual fuck?
Yoo Joonghyuk supposed he should just ignore everything. He was in a forest and they were all plants.