
ruò • ruo4
as if
Rudolph is in the bathroom of the office building, wearing a suit and tie, taking a break from work. He is hungry and craving some flowers, but the lunch break is still some time away. He reaches under his shirt and plucks some armpit hair from his armpit, and then puts the hairs in his mouth when nobody is looking, treating his armpit hairs as if they were flowers. He tries chewing them but they are too nasty, so he spits them back out, still hungry. What was he thinking! As if something like that would ever work...