[ Kieren's trying to smile out of politeness, but there's still a strain to it, a bewildered look about him as he looks up. Please, no. Not warm up. Not... anything to do with physical activity at all, thank you very much. He looks like he's got a gun held to his head and he's still trying to smile. ]
Yeah, I'm— [ Jogging and fun are not two words he would ever put together in the same sentence. ] that's not what I'm worried about.
[ God, he's gonna feel like a right twat if he says, isn't it? Also it's not exactly the best idea to go out alone. Most of them's gone off on that expedition thing. ]
.... Alright— [ His entire body sags in defeat and he slowly clambers to his feet. ] Okay, fine. I'm... in.
WHY CAN'T IT BE ART CLASS
Yeah, I'm— [ Jogging and fun are not two words he would ever put together in the same sentence. ] that's not what I'm worried about.
[ God, he's gonna feel like a right twat if he says, isn't it? Also it's not exactly the best idea to go out alone. Most of them's gone off on that expedition thing. ]
.... Alright— [ His entire body sags in defeat and he slowly clambers to his feet. ] Okay, fine. I'm... in.
[ Fuck his entire life. ]