He needed some time to think about things—and since nobody was replying to his queries and concerns yet, he didn't know if the Wood Elf or the Moderator was busy or plain out ignoring him. Han Jing had decided to go out of the apartment again despite just arriving about twenty minutes ago. Because Han Jing was Han Jing. Or some other absurd reasoning, but the thing was that he had an urge.
He needed to crack open a cold one and maybe forget about things for just a minute. He had a lot of things to consider and worry about, and he wasn't even talking about Races: Online. Han Jing knew about his situation at home and it made him more annoyed.
Where was he—the man stopped himself from thinking too hard or he'd ruin his mood for no good reason. "I need a drink, just one." And that was why Han Jing made his way to one of the nearest convenience stores.
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