PRISTINE

Eunice Han. Twenty five. Professional ballerina. Apartment #907. "I can become your first kiss... or a torn out image from a Playboy magazine that you found when you were 9 years old. Am I your secretary or am I your daughter? Maybe I'm your seventh grade math teacher you always hated. All I know is that if I do it just right, I can become your living, breathing, unflinching dream, and then I can actually disappear."

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caseyking:

Waiting for his sister to come pick him up, he sat on the steps of the building and unpacked his lunch, carefully pulling out his egg sandwich from the ziplock bag with delicate fingers. Then, he took a small bite, savoring the flavor of the filling and giving a content sigh. “This is the best egg sandwich in the world,” he muttered, more to himself than anything, but he hadn’t realized the other person who might have been listening in. “Did you want some?” he asked, with a mouthful of bread.

The man was peculiar in his ways. Eunice wished to say that it was adorable peculiarity, but there wasn’t a bone in her body that thought of anybody in that certain way. As he unlocked his ziplock and took the sandwich from inside with fingers so delicate that one could’ve thought the fucking sandwich was a diamond necklace, Eunice couldn’t help but give a look of curious disgust. This wasn’t adorable weird; it was just weird weird. She almost regretted waiting on the building steps for her driver to arrive. Almost. But, almost met its way to regret when the man looked at her direction and spoke with his mouth full. With his mouth full! He spoke with his mouth full! Whatever disgust was on Eunice’s features amplified. Her smile came so naturally afterwards, though. Her smile --- fake and forced in every manner --- came with ease. “I’m fine,” she said. “You seem to be enjoying yourself. I wouldn’t want to take this moment away from you.”

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elihcrper:

Eli had to bite his tongue to stop himself from complaining further about his job. It had been a stressful day, yes, but now he was off for two days which would give him ample time to recover. Or so he hoped. In that current moment in time, it was hard for him to see the bright side for all the rain above his head. Though he hoped that by the end of his time off, he’d bounce back and be ready to take the good with the bad once more. It’s not like he had any other choice.

Though life didn’t want to seem to relent just yet as the sent the unknown female to As he heard the unknown female speak, Eli’s head whipped around to look at her. Sure, he brought it on himself, complaining out in the open about his job, but the way she muttered to herself irritated him. Probably because she spoke the truth. He couldn’t afford to quit, it’s why he was stuck in the job in the first place.

“Do I know you?” He asked, eyebrows raised.

As it turned out, the man heard Eunice. For this, a part of her should’ve felt guilty. Something should’ve recoiled at her words, at the crisp of them. Yet, as she looked at the man, none of these came. Eunice was Eunice, and she would’ve been kinder on any other occasion. Had this man been lucky, he would’ve found her on a good day. Maybe even made good conversation. And then maybe she would’ve pretended he was important, that she actually cared about what he had to say. But he was here now, and instead of feeling guilty or recoiling at her own words, Eunice raised an eyebrow at him.

Then, she laughed. It was a condescending laugh, an unkind laugh. When it left her lips, it sounded natural. There was something in her eyes, too, but whether or not he could see it was debatable, as Eunice didn’t even look at his direction. Like she would be ruined just by looking at him. Like the sight of him was too much of a sore to even take a minute of. This was arrogance speaking, of course. This was arrogance roaring its head over Eunice’s head, but she didn’t care. Her day was bad enough as it was; this man wasn’t going to ruin it any further.

When her laugh died, she finally managed to look at the man --- with all condescending look and judgement in her eyes there. “I sure hope not,” she said with disgust. “I mean, the last thing I want to be is associated with you. I mean, c’mon. Look at you.” She gestured to him, his loose tie, his stained shirt. “Honestly, if you don’t know me, let’s keep it that way. Kay? Good.”

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elihcrper:

“If one more person refuses to pay after demolishing their food, I might just quit on the spot.” Eli huffed, loosening his tie as he came to a stop in the lobby. “The pay’s honestly not worth it.”

Eunice Han did not like to wait. As she stood on the lobby of the apartment building, this manifested itself in the way she tapped her foot and glanced at her watch every few seconds. Her features were contorted into annoyance; her body language was unapproachable. Anybody who could see would understand that Eunice Han was not somebody to talk to at this point and time. She was definitely not somebody who had patience, not somebody who could have patience. The man who entered the apartment building should’ve seen that.

He didn’t, though. For whatever reason, he opened his mouth to speak, and the sound alone grated so much on Eunice’s ears that she couldn’t help but flinch. It did not help that the man looked like a mess with his loosened tie and his wild hair. It did not help that she was who she was, either. As the man stopped within the lobby, Eunice couldn’t help but stare at him in a condescending manner --- judgement in her eyes and in her body language. When she spoke, she spoke under her breath, but the lobby was quiet enough and the man was close enough to hear.

“As if you could afford to quit,” she said --- silently, she thought. “As if.”

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--- OUT OF CHARACTER

Hello! It’s me: KC! I’m back back back at it again with a second character! Details about her will be found under the cut!

hello! this is Eunice! she was born in Korea, but when she was six, she moved to vancouver so... this is the life she basically knows!

her mother was a prominent and famous ballet dancer back in the day, and is now a rich old lady living off her fame and money lmao; meanwhile, her dad is just some rando rich dude who has always been rich, so....

she’s rich lmao

but okay sO when she was younger she was always doing naughty things for a child and would always get scolded but then she’d smile her pretty smile and then all will be fine because she’s spoiled af and her parents basically clean up after all her mess??

and lmao as she grew older her naughty became NAUGHTY TM and she started doing reckless things and whenever she’d get caught, her parents would just pay off whoever or whatever it took for her name to be squeaky clean

so.. pretty much never got into trouble or anything like that because powerful parents lmao

BUT OKAY so..... when it was Uni Time TM she also got into dancing like her mom (it’s a true Passion TM) but got into some art stuff and basically ran wild and was just.. yolo she’s just.. the word yolo but classier because she’s classy af

anYWAY 3 years ago she met someone and... lmao he became her sugar daddy????? LMAO and, like, she luvs being pampered and taken cared of and shit so she doesn’t complain

they have sex sometimes i guess?

anyway this guy is like.... 35+ and her parents don’t know naturally bc they would both have a heart attack

and ... no one should know but

LMAO HER SUGAR DADDY’S WIFE FOUND OUT ABT HER

and is now sending her death threats

and now eunice is scared for her life but will never let it show because .... she’s eunice

anyway

plot with me

adore eunice she loves being adored

OKAY COOL BYEEEE

[cowwgirl]