"Yo." Yoongi said nothing more after he stopped his cart and as he moved over to Namjoon's door, sitting down and leaning against it. It was nice, talking to someone but not letting them see his face. Not that he did this a lot. Mostly just with Namjoon, really. Namjoon understood him without looking at his face and sometimes even without words. He had never felt that way with anyone before.

"How's it going?" Perhaps a stupid question to ask someone stuck here, but still. Sometimes there were worse days, sometimes there were better ones. One never knew. Yoongi circled through his phone's song list and finally put something on, just so there'd be something in the background.