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kafkaesque: having a nightmarishly complex, bizarre, or illogical quality.

landpneumonia:

“Nah, mate.” Kai returns, the first hints of amusement dancing along previously stoic features, though he dips his head down as if to mask it. He can never remain serious for long — it isn’t in the nature of personified sunshine. “It’s come to my attention that there is a large possibility we will not be able to agree on these things, though, so tell me — what are your views on socks?”

There’s a hint of mockery lucid in the other’s tone, and whether it was intentional
or not, his brow etches into a perplexed expression— a puzzled countenance that
reads nothing but. Phlegmatic is his default mien, yet the mere inquiry that fled
from the other’s tongue only drove a chuckle out of him. "Socks? I dunno. They’re..
comfortable, I guess.” He rolls his shoulders into a shrug, brows raising.