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Park Soyeon. 871005. Ex-Patissiere; currently a Recovery Agent. ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

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[cosoyeon]

Now you're talking my language.

[cosoyeon]

junielxcr replied to your post: "God, I need a light."

Juniel heard something in the darkness and used her cellphone as a flashlight, directing it abruptly at the source of the voice. She almost yelped.

Leaning against the wall, Soyeon ran her fingers over the lighter she held. She looked up at the presence who was sharing the space, unfazed by the girl's startled reaction. "Yeah, it's dark. It tends to get that way when the sun goes down. Maybe you should be a little more careful." Her tone was apathetic, but a small smile went across her face as she shifted her weight. "You got a smoke, girlie?" 

[cosoyeon]

"God, I need a light."

[justinharenchar]

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[cosoyeon]

Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits. 

[cosoyeon]

How ignorant could you possibly be?

[cosoyeon]

"Swamped. Be back within the next week." 

[parksoyeons]

[cosoyeon]

cr: Heat153.5 | DO NOT CROP LOGO OR EDIT

[piousx-deactivated20131216]

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You hear the sound of small bells coming up from behind you, growing louder and louder and pauses just before a quiet, almost inaudible voice calls for your attention.

"Excuse me, would you like to donate to the local pet shelter?"

[cosoyeon]

Turning around on the ball of her foot, she stared at the girl in front of her, giving her a once-over before resting her hand on her purse strap. "Kids'll do anything for a few extra dollars these days, won't they?" She sighed, tilting her head to the left. "Good for you for not selling it on the streets, girlie." 

[arixdity-deactivated20131217]

When you have an ajhumma like mine as a boss then you’re going to get the most rigorous of training. Not that I mind, it’s nice seeing what I create after.. that I created something beautiful. [-‘His head lifts lightly in nods, the smile now dwindled to a small raise, picking at one of the scabs at his wrist.’-]

[cosoyeon]

Instantly reminded of the flowers that graced her dining table when she had a little extra money to spend, she allowed her expression to soften. Her thoughts then trailed to the creation of beautiful things, and when she thought about what she used to make-- her head started spinning. She shifted her weight in order to balance herself, focusing again on his hands. "Leave those alone, let them heal." Sucking in her breath suddenly, she didn't know where those words came from; they didn't feel like hers. She waved at the empty air, wishing she could wave her words right away. "Sorry, didn't mean to sound like your mother or something." 

[cosoyeon]

[Approaching the other,she stopped her eyes from rolling It was beginning to become a routine,introducing herself to strangers or people that she had seen around only a few times before] Hello?

Noticing the exasperated look upon the woman who approached her, her arms instinctively crossed across her chest. She didn't know why this female decided to approach her if she seemed to be in such a miserable mood, but she wasn't about to let the negativity affect her. "Hello." Soyeon probably wasn't coming off as very friendly, but she wasn't up to give away more information than she was receiving. 

[cosoyeon]

Aren't dogs the cutest? [' he pauses outside of a rescue home, murmuring to himself as one of the puppies in the window pants at him. he can't help but raise a hand and press his palm flush against the glass, staring attentively as the animal wags its tail.--]

Her eyes floated over to see a male standing next to her- but only after a small switch went off in her brain to tell her she was being addressed. She couldn't help but keep her mind on the creatures in the shop in front of them, though, even when that switch in her head alerted her that common practice would be to give a response of some sort. Right hand squeezing the strap of her purse, her left hand mimicked the other's, fingertips lightly touching the glass. Seeing that nothing on the other side of the barrier was as excited to see her as they were to see the male standing beside her, she looked over to watch the man and his "best friend" instead, dropping her hand from the window. Nodding slowly, she spoke in a soft tone. "They are." She cleared her throat, leaning slightly closer toward the glass in attempt to see beyond the glare and further into the building. "It's a shame, seeing them in a place like this. You have to wonder what happened that they've ended up here, and yet..." Her voice trailed off, but she straightened her posture and shook the hair from her face. "They're just so happy to be alive. It's... nice to see." 

[cosoyeon]

Hello! I'm suho and you seem nice \o/

Giving a hollow chuckle, she extended her hand towards the male in front of her. “Park Soyeon. It’s a pleasure, Suho, but I feel obligated to let you know that you have been mistaken.” 

[cosoyeon]

A smile cracked on the male's expression once he had caught the girl's attention. It had not been a challenge for him to catch the attention of another but it had not been often when the other would put up some sort of 'guard.' Now it was his goal to break it. Cracking a smile on his expression, remaining in an open stance. "The name's Byunghun, Lee Byunghun. May I ask of yours, Miss?"

The instant she saw that he found her reaction amusing, her eyes flickered as she felt something inside her spark; she knew her childish instincts were kicking in. Speaking from a completely impartial place, he was most likely just a friendly individual, but with him being of the male variety and completely unfamiliar to Soyeon, she had the lurking suspicion that she was being mocked-- being seen as prey rather than the fierce, strong, independent woman she was. Obviously. 

A small scoff escaped her lips as she recognized the Bond-esque introduction; she never thought she would actually hear someone use it in real life. Wasn't that a faux pas of some sort? "A pleasure, Mr. Lee." She extended her hand swiftly towards him. She was condescending, presumptuous, and sarcastic, but she wasn't uncivilized. "Park Soyeon." 

[cosoyeon]

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[kxitten]

"I’m used to tripping, so it doesn’t hurt as much" He explains simply before letting out a sigh. "I can’t— I can’t really see." He mumbles quietly, biting down on his lips as he hunches his back slightly.

[cosoyeon]

Her eyes widened as the last piece of the puzzle fell into place, and it suddenly made sense. Motherly instincts- the little that she had- kicked in, as she placed her hand lightly on his arm. "May I?" 

[kxitten]

"It didn’t. Don’t worry." He breaks out into a shy smile, dusting off his pants. Biting his lips nervously, he hesitated before clearing his throat and asking. "C-Could you please help me look for a bench to sit on?"

[cosoyeon]

Narrowing her eyes slightly at the individual, she took another step back as she watched him clean himself up. "It didn't?" She took a moment to process his words, piecing things together but not quite coming to a solid conclusion. Tilting her head to the right, she spoke softly. "I think there's a bench over there." 

[cosoyeon]

'preciate the follow! now to the social part: the name's chaerin, nice to meet'cha.

Nodding slowly, she extended her hand. "Park Soyeon. The pleasure's mine, Miss Chaerin."