HEY-OH — WEEKLY TASKS [ 5 - 11 ]

[BENJAMIN]

[align=center][div style="border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;line-height:1.1;font-size:8.5pt;"]With the snowstorm still raging on outside, Benjamin takes this time to go ahead and hand out the weekly tasks he'd promised. So, even though he's just dismissed the meeting a few minutes ago, he stays in his place, rocking back and forth on his heels before making one last announcement, his voice raising over the clamor. "Come get weekly tasks up here, if you'd like one," he calls surprisingly loudly to the scattering crowd, and for a moment he stretches an arm over his head after that, arching his back with a brief yawn to try and seem... Casual, or something. He's got no tasks in mind, and he knows he's just got to think on his feet or something. It shouldn't be that hard—everyone else is able to do this, so surely he should be able to do the same... Except Benjamin can tell there is definitely already a nervous feeling fluttering in his chest, and his heartbeat is choosing to go crazy as per usual when he's nervous. One of his legs is also shaking just barely, of anyone is paying attention to his body language, but of course he's at least trying to play things cool. You have to give him credit for trying. Flopping his arm back down, the blind teenager then slips his sunglasses down to cover his eyes, and he leans on the railing in front of him again, toying with his cane to try and avoid running his fingers over the braille. He's such a bad leader, and honestly it shows. He's surprised that no one has called him out on his stutter or his nervous body language or any of that shit. It's pretty embarrassing. He shakes his head, though—he has to focus on thinking about tasks to give out, not degrade himself. So, in silence, he does just that, waiting for a fellow Lodger to approach.

[ this takes place just after the meeting lmao sorry I'm late ]