[Jun had never been particularly athletically inclined, nor had a particularly strong stomach. He hadn't eaten anything since his first attempt at a meal this week, and frankly he...wasn't too eager to make it back to his bedroom either. It was hard to ignore the weird shape of the rooms, and he could swear when he sat and listened that the walls were breathing.
He'd made it across the balance beams once, but hadn't gotten much farther than that. So instead of even trying to get around the treadmills, he'd simply sat down on the ground outside of bedroom door, his back firmly against the wall (which he was pretty sure was at least not moving), and watched the people in the common area.
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He'd made it across the balance beams once, but hadn't gotten much farther than that. So instead of even trying to get around the treadmills, he'd simply sat down on the ground outside of bedroom door, his back firmly against the wall (which he was pretty sure was at least not moving), and watched the people in the common area.
He kind of needed some time to think anyway.]