[a quick underthebreath snort, smile dimming only slightly as the jovial mood faded.]
The CDC.
[answer kept short in an effort not to tread into darker territory, arms raising to clasp behind his head, posture relaxed from head to toe. they could grumble about the who, but Hinata was very aware neither of them had a snowball's chance in hell of meeting the higher-ups. and right then, he'd sooner join a knitting club than gripe about unchangeable issues.]
[with a musing tone, gaze sliding off to a few bored-looking (and vaguely robotic) receptionists, he had to ask:]
By the way... You wouldn't happen to be free for the next hour, would you...?
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The CDC.
[answer kept short in an effort not to tread into darker territory, arms raising to clasp behind his head, posture relaxed from head to toe. they could grumble about the who, but Hinata was very aware neither of them had a snowball's chance in hell of meeting the higher-ups. and right then, he'd sooner join a knitting club than gripe about unchangeable issues.]
[with a musing tone, gaze sliding off to a few bored-looking (and vaguely robotic) receptionists, he had to ask:]
By the way... You wouldn't happen to be free for the next hour, would you...?
[oh so innocent.]