"Shhh."

Fake Psychic. Real Detective. "Just because you put syrup on it, don't make it pancakes."

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"Three jobs is a lot of jobs. You know I’m partially a slack yet that most productive slacker you will ever meet… More productive than you? I like my job and my dancing thing.." Was there really a point to fight? There was never a time where he didn’t bend into what Chanyeol wanted. Even when he knew it was something dangerous; up to and including possible murder. 

He waves a hand at you dismissively. “It’ll be me. It’ll be me. Even if I tell you know, I know you’re going to show up at my apartment tomorrow with an agenda. Let’s just hope I can slip away from the restaurant without getting fired.” He crosses his arms. it was settled then. He was a part of this and now had to look for a girl. Hopefully she knew how to cut pineapple up well. “Do we have an office or are we working out of your apartment?”

[hdxpcy-blog]

"Great, here's a list of excuses that i've already planned out so you can slip away from the restaurant with ease -- Your one-hundred and two year old turtle has just slipped into a coma and you need to be with him, Your ninety nine year old grandmother broke her hip while teaching a turbo yoga class and has to go in for surgery and you're her only emergency contact, You are the co-owner of niagara falls and the water has suddenly stopped flowing and you have to fly up there to assess the situation -- Should I go on?" Lips curving into a mischievous grin he continues on. "We definitely have an office, my friend! -- Although it's missing desks...and chairs, wi-fi...cable..BUT!- I have a mini fridge so that counts for something. The moving man should be here later today and I need to practice your signature for when he comes so I can sign off with your name--" He steps back, tracing the characters of hangul of your name with his finger. 

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Minhyuk just crosses his arms. This is is the point where it would probably become a lot of his denying, a lot of Chanyeol’s convincing, and then his own giving in. He had to stand his ground to begin with. 

"Chanyeol. You know I have work and that other thing that I do. Anyways, you’re not a real psychic. Don’t you think people will pick up on that eventually? What are these girls jobs going to be other than sitting there.. looking.. good?" 

[hdxpcy-blog]

"Yes, I see how this could be a problem, hm." His excitement fades, bottom lip jutting out as he raises his hand to his chin, humming in thought just as he begins to pace in place, until he stops. "AH HA! I just came up with a great idea! --QUIT. YOUR. JOB.......JOBS... because this one is the only one you'll ever need! Trust me when I say this okay! -- Or don't! You can have three jobs-Look at you, Minmin! Three Job Johnson!" He chimes happily. "You can do whatever you want, I just need you to do this with me. It has to be you. It has to be, Lee Minhyuk. YOU." His eyes gleam. "Now, we only need one lovely assistant for the moment. I'm thinking four in total so we can have one for each season, ya know mix things up a little."

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Minhyuk just stares around for a moment. He looks to the side, behind him, does a whole circles and ends up looking at you again. “I’m sorry is there another Minhyuk around or did I agree to work at your hobby, Chanyeol?”

"H-Hobby? C'mon Minmin, Collecting bottle caps, trading cards, snowglobes-- those are hobbies! -THIS is not a hobby but in fact something that will benefit of both in the long run!--You'll see."

[hdxpcy-blog]

"--A little bit of Monica in my life, a little bit of Erica by my side, a little bit of Rita is all I need, a little bit of Tina is what I see, a little bit of Sandra in the sun, a little bit of Mary all night long, a little bit of Jessica here I am, a little bit of you makes me your man--" Obnoxiously, singing along with the song blasting through the speakers of his laptop, a muffled and persistent  knocking pulls his attention over to the door. Behind the glass he mouths "CLOSED," before marching over to the door and peeking his head out. "Unless you have a box of donuts and a pineapple smoothie to wash them down with,  I'm closed for the night..."

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