ℜenounced ℜoyalty

chloe hwang, twenty-seven. publisher and writer for hwang publishing.

[hrchloe-blog]

awaited reunion

[hrchloe-blog]

“hey unnie,” she hears the voice that had been just a distant memory. slightly different in pitch and tone but it was still her sister. it was still chae. she rises and looks her sister up and down. she had truly has become a beautiful young lady. she suddenly felt a knot in her stomach, it had been there all along but because of how nervous she was she hadn’t felt it until now. it was all the anxiety and panic built up in one central point. chloe smiles and chuckles slightly at the comment. 

❝ Haha long time no see chae. ❞ an awkward pause followed at chloe tried to figure out what to say. when writing words into a book it came naturally but here she was needing help from her creative well and it had run dry. no words. nothing to truly describe how she felt and how sorry she was for leaving  ❝ so... you been up to much?... I heard you were a student. how’s that? ❞ 

[hrwonho]

passport

[hrchloe-blog]

hrsjae‌:

For a moment, Jae wondered if Chloe fell asleep. Not literally, of course, but as she seemed to be thinking about his question, silence fell between them and he knew that she had been to quite a few places, definitely more than him so perhaps she really needed to think it over. Before he could say something to check it she was okay though, she spoke, finally seeming to snap out of her reverie and a smile appeared on his face.

“Don’t worry about it!” he reassured the older girl. “Really? I mean, Japan and India I can totally get…I’ve never been to India, but I hear a lot of people go there and love it, but how does that work for New Zealand? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of anyone going there or know anyone who has…all I know is they filmed Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit there.”

Jae nodded as she spoke, understanding where she was coming from. Or at least, hoping that he did. England he had been to before, but only for a short amount of time and purely for work, but it was amazing just how beautiful it was. “You know, I know you said it’s your home away from home, but I feel like England is a place that retains their culture too. They’re a big part of the world, don’t you think?”

“Ah, sometimes! In Japan we do a lot, which is nice but other places not a lot…if we do, it’s always near hotels only so I always hope we get to stay in a populated area to properly explore otherwise we’re just in our hotel rooms all night.”

chloe thinks again for a moment, she tries to create a sentence which would explain to the gentleman what new zealand has to offer.  ❝ although new zealand is quite modern they still hold a lot of their traditions to heart. i mean to take the haka, for example, it was developed form aboriginal roots. it's also a ridiculously beautiful country ❞

a smirk as she listens to the man speak about england.  ❝ a lot of the ‘charm’, the ‘etiquette’ and the ‘tradition’ is synthetic. artificial. from a time quite some time ago. when you’re visiting it’s easy to just see the superficial stuff but when you live there you see the imperfections. it’s amusing though, the imperfections are the things that made me love the place. ❞ she remembers how she felt when she first visited the country. she too had the ideas that england would be just like the films described but it was heavily romanticised. although there was still the architecture and the small parts like; their love for tea and the accent (although county by county sometimes had vastly different accents) for example.

chloe nodded when the boy started to talk about the restriction. although she had a lot more freedom to roam when the itinerary is packed from the moment the sun comes up till when it comes down sometimes all chloe would want to do was lay in bed and binge watch shows. she always wanted to go out and explore but the sheer effort combined with the tiring day would always land her in the hotel room.  ❝ I know the feeling. In my line of work, you’re being thrown here there and everywhere. when you finally get a moment to yourself exploring doesn't seem as high a priority. ❞

[hrdabin-blog]

; Composition

          ╰☆╮DABIN DID LIKE reading a lot. it’s something that he considered only positive. he could spend time away from people but he could also learn things. like new ideas or new wording. new vocabulary. anything. but the problem as is always, is time. With so much of his time taken by work, he didn’t have as much time to read anymore.

Dabin has never been good at playing catch up either, so he decided to drop the hobby completely. Until now. His company had brought it up to him during one meeting for him to visit someone who could help him compose. He had assumed it meant through music, but they didn’t seem to have a trouble with that side of him. They wanted him to do better with his lyrics.

So now Dabin shuffles his feet forward into the library he hasn’t been at for a few years. He looks around and spots the woman that he’s seen in pictures a day ago. The person who’s supposed to help him for the next few hours if all things go well.

❝ Are you Ms.Chloe Hwang? I’m Dabin…Dabin Kwon. I’m here to learn how to write from you. ❞

@hrchloe

[hrchloe-blog]

chloe occasionally takes on freelance work, she doesn't advertise it though as she prefers to go out and seek the work rather than the work coming to her. the most interesting jobs seem to come when you seek them out. this was not one of those cases. a company came to her with an interesting proposition. they probably had received her contact information from an agent who knew chloe always loves a challenge. it was something she hadn’t done before. they were linked to artists and rappers and were looking for someone to help with lyric writing. she mentioned that she had never written lyrics or raps before but she had done extensive work with poetry but they didn’t mind, she was recommended.

after agreeing chloe now sits at a desk in the back of the library. it was out of the way of everyone so if they were a little louder than usual they wouldn’t disturb anyone. there’s a stack of books on the table next to her. she is scribbling a combination of paragraphs and lines in a notebook. on the spines of the pile beside her, titles such as ‘from poetry verse to lyrical verse’. she had been preparing as she is never one to be taken by surprise even when she was as far out of her depth as she was in this moment. she was just happy someone believed in her talent to pull something like this off.

her head lifts up as she hears a voice  ❝ hi dabin, feel free to call me chloe. such formalities make me feel so old. ❞ she realises as the words leave her lips that to this boy she is quite a bit older.  ❝ so we’re looking at lyric writing. i must admit this is slightly new to me, i’ve only really worked with poetry but we can work on it together. I guess we should start by getting to know who you are, what type of music you want to create and what sort of emotion you’re aiming to convey? ❞   

[hrkarin]

☆ .*･｡ﾟ FOR YOU » ( @hrchloe ​)

as many things do begin these days, it starts with a chance encounter. karin had lingered around the halls of the magazine headquarters when conversation had struck. now she finds herself in the company of one of the writers, small talk easily leaving her lips as she goes on about the most random of things. with winter comes a certain coolness outside but the sun is up for once and with it leaves the girl feeling a lot brighter herself. there will always be room to stop her, but today feels like one of those days where she could fight back and still win.

❝ you’d think given the amount of people who would want pets here that the apartments would be more lenient about us getting one, ❞ karin says with a small jut of her lips. she wouldn’t lie, one of the reasons the girl ended up deciding not to head into a dorm was all because they were less than favourable about her keeping a pet. even a small cute one like her little hedgehog who she couldn’t imagine causing any sort of chaos.

❝ but i guess they’re always worried about damage even a damage deposit can’t fix, ❞ she muses briefly. ❝ have you gone to the pet store around here? they have a lot of animals…sort of unexpected ones too if you think about it. like hedgehogs. that’s where i got my little one. ❞

[hrchloe-blog]

»»»» until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened 

chloe rushes around the building. from the top floor all the way to the bottom stopping off at different areas. it was a busy time for chloe with the end of the month slowly approaching it meant that many pieces needed finalising and submitting. she definitely left far too much to the last minute. procrastination. that was a large vice of hers but she always managed to get the work done and everything was always decent quality. 

at the top floor, she speaks to the editor of the magazine, they are really happy they took chloe on. they couldn’t ask for a more competent individual to write for the magazine.  they even asked how chloe had been liking the office. a chuckle escaped her lips   ❝ some people would think you just gave me that office to make me stay fulltime ❞ the chuckle turned into a smile because the female knew full well the editor was trying to butter her up so she would take on the responsibility of the articles. that would mean editing them and checking them before they reached the editor, offloading most of the work. she was far too busy with her personal writing, publishing company and the small part-time articles she’s dealing with at the moment to even consider anything more.

❝ i feel like i’m barely there but it is lovely thank you. makes working with less distraction. ❞ that much was true. she loved coming to the office and writing because she could lock the door, draw the blinds and be without distractions. after the top floor, she started to make her way down floor by floor just greeting people, seeing how people were. this is when she bumps into karin. a girl she has seen around the building but never really spoken too. they end up heading the same way and onto the elevator. a random conversation starts flowing and they talk about all sorts. the theme seems to settle on animals. a subject chloe loves.

❝ yeah, i wasn’t sure whether i’d be allowed a pet in my new apartment and bringing a cat over from england just seemed cruel, luckily a good friend of mine adored him and happily took him in. she sends me updates of how he’s doing which is great. ❞ a pang of sadness as she remembers her hairless feline. the female nods along with karin as she speaks, she perked up at the sound of a pet shop, she had been looking for a new pet. the apartments seemed to be pet-friendly, she would have to get an indoor pet though.

❝ hmm... no i haven't been to the pet.... wait you have a hedgehog?! ❞ a slight exclamation as she speaks. in england hedgehogs were seen as wildlife, there were a few people who had them as pets but they were often classed as exotic and primarily they were hedgehogs that had been injured and while in recovery had become acclimatised to humans so much so that they were unable to be released.

[fmdjynxarchive]

project / chloe and siyoung

it seemed liked everything was wrapping fairly well for the company event. when it started, siyoung had a long list of items. but now they were finally crossed off. ( along with a few sleepless nights and a buzzing child. it could wear anyone down. ) at least she looked good on the outside, appearances for work were appearances for work. everyone would see the frazzled her as the date got closer before she once again got it together for the night. there were only a few things that needed to be tied up at this point. 

“hey, chloe.” the door to the other woman’s office had been open. she still spoke with a soft knock on the door. “i came by to talk about the project.” it took a while but she finally settled on a meeting time. they would be able to get down to work and she could cross other thing off before the final check came. 

[hrchloe-blog]

chloe is in her office looking out of the window. there is some very picturesque views. it made writing easier. away from distractions with plenty of inspiration. so why was she stood up looking out the window with an open blank notebook on the desk behind her? writer's block. a bad case. it seemed to be happening ever since she moved to korea. chloe thinks it’s down to nerves, anxiety. emotions that stop the brain from functioning how one intends.

she sips from the tea cup in her hands. one from home she has brought in. peppermint tea. it is supposed to be energising, as well as good for digestion. she has cupboard upon cupboards of teas at home. she had to ship them over because customs wouldn’t allow her to bring them over through baggage claim. a gentle sigh escapes her lips as the warmth fills her. 

she places the cup on the desk and opens her laptop. productivity that is the aim. she looks at her calender. a few events. there is an in-company event coming up. she flips to her calender specifically for the publishign house. they were expecting a few chapters of her book soon... she will need to put herself into overdrive if she doesn’t get it done soon. that’s when she hears the other female.  ❝ hi siyoung, please come in and have a seat. tea? ❞   chloe motions to the pot infront of her. there was always a spare cup for guests. 

❝ oh, the in-company event? I was just looking at it on the calender. ❞ she nods along with the girl and retrieves her physical diary. a lady who is needed as much as chloe requires a digital and physical copy. that way if she lost one the other was on hand. she penned in the meeting. ❝ so we’ll meet about this time? i can’t wait to hear all about it and how i can get involved. ❞ 

[hrwonho]

passport

@hrchloe 

“So where’s your most favourite place that you’ve traveled?” he asked the older woman sitting in front of them. They had spoken on a few occasions, connecting over the fact that they had both traveled to quite a few places.

Their reasons for it may have been different, but the fact that they traveled was  similar between them. Jae’s travel plans more often than not involved his choice of career as an idol, and as a result traveling to other countries for concerts.

Even if the trip was for a day or two, it had left a good impact on him and he could be proud of the fact that he was slowly seeing more and more of the world.

“For me, I think it’s Japan. I loved going there. There’s so much to see and do and it’s a whole new world but like…it also still feels like home. Kind of like taking a stay-cation, you know?”

[hrchloe-blog]

❝ hmm, my favourite place to travel... ❞ she ponders the question. It was a difficult one. she has travelled across the world and to her, it was much easier to say which places she hadn't visited. looking back on it, chloe finds it hard to believe how many places she has visited in such a small space of time. It was one of the positives in her line of work. award ceremonies happened worldwide and although it was the writer who received the award, the publisher receives recognition and chloe's old boss told her that a representative should always attend with the author. it was good for business.

chloe often ends up daydreaming remembering past or thinking about the future. she snaps out of it and realises she has been staring at her cup for a good few minutes. ❝ oh. sorry, my mind wandered. ❞ she chuckles, a hue of pink appearing across her cheeks ❝ anywhere that still retains their culture. those were my favourite places. parts of japan, new zealand, india. obviously, their cultures have some rules that would be considered repressive but I loved the architecture, the fashion and many of their traditions. ❞ her mouth grows into a smile.

she looks at her companion as he speaks of japan. ❝ england is definitely my home away from home. i love it there. the rural countryside. the quaint villages and towns with their white and black tudor designs. although i suppose for the last few years it has been my home so i can't really say it's a vacation. i suppose similar to my line of work most of the time spent travelling is for business rather than pleasure. do you get much time to look around and enjoy yourself? ❞

[hrchloe-blog]

“What was your childhood like?”

❝ um… well… ❞ chloe bites her bottom lip as the subject comes up. it’s always a difficult one.  ❝ so my father is the ceo of a large korean company. i worked hard  studying to potentially work my way up through the company but that dream was crushed pretty early on when my father told me that ‘woman were to be kept behind the scenes’… ❞ chloe lets out a large sigh, she had only talked about her past to her therapist  

❝ we then clashed often resulting in large rows, my only solace was my sister and my mother. my mother knew how to calm down my father. they always say behind every great man is a great woman. my mother was the epitome of this… but she was only in the picture for a short time. i was sixteen when she was gone. ❞ chloe takes a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions under control. it was difficult when discussing her family.  

❝ so me and my dad fought more and more. when i turned eighteen i told him i was leaving for england and he told me if i walked out the door to never come home. so i didn’t. i grabbed my clothes, as much money as i could get and then i left. my little sister begged me not to leave, she was going to be all alone in a big house with two people who didn’t give a damn about her and i kept going. i just left her. ❞ at this point her voice has increased in volume and slightly in pitch. a pause. 

she uses the corner of her sleeve to wipe her eyes and looks at the male in front of her. pink radiates from her cheeks as she lets out a nervous chuckle. she realises she has given the boy a history lesson on the hwang family that he properly didn’t want to hear.  ❝ um… so what about yours. ❞

[hrchloe-blog]

“It’s like you don’t have a care or worry in the world.”

❝ i worry like everyone. i have just learnt to hide it. ❞ chaeyoung’s comment hurt her. the guilt of leaving her sister behind to be with the father and brother the two of them so hated still eats her up inside. she established herself so that she could come back with her head held high without her father looking down on her. i thought about you every day. ❝ i hoped. i prayed that you had managed to get yourself away from them. ❞ she is honest with every word she speaks. chloe knows it will take more than just words to mend their relationship. ❝ can we hang out? and see where this takes us?  ❞  

[hrhall]

DEEP STARTERS

Feel free to change these into threads!

“What’s holding you back?”

“I’m not comfortable with this conversation.”

“Will you /ever/ be comfortable with this conversation?”

“Let me in sometime!”

“It’s not that easy, you know.”

“Help me understand.”

“It’s hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away.”

“Why are you always so cold?”

“Why are you always so happy?”

“Are you really happy now?”

“Who hurt you this badly to make you this way?!”

“What, did your ex mess you up that badly?!”

“Why do you keep fighting it any time you feel?”

“It’s a problem, I get it.”

“This is all kinds of messed up.”

“That’s not exactly a good coping method.”

“So what happened, with your parents, really?”

“What was your childhood like?”

“Everyone has at lest a bit of family issues. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“My parents aren’t exactly perfect models, either.”

“You were bullied? What for?”

“Was it hard? Coming out, I mean.”

“You can’t just run away all the time.”

“You can’t just hide all the time.”

“Are you still thinking about them?”

“I’m not the enemy here. But this makes me wonder who the real one is for you.”

“Is the reason you’re so cold and defensive because you feel threatened?”

“How long has it been since you last spoke to them?”

“You never talk about it, why?”

“How come you’re so different around them?”

“It’s like you don’t have a care or worry in the world.”

“You seem so perfect. I don’t get it.”

“What was your ex like?”

“I don’t think I was ever good enough for them.”

“Are you not comfortable being intimate?”

“Why don’t you feel comfortable being intimate?”

“Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it’s a scary thing.”

“Are you scared of being hurt?”

“Have you ever been taken advantage of?”

“Why are you afraid of saying I love you?”

“I never understood how someone could say those words so easily.”

“You’re hurting others the way you’ve been hurt in the past, don’t you think that’s ironic?”

“You use people to make yourself feel better.”

“I’m scared of being used again…”

“Losing someone isn’t easy, but you’re making it harder than it needs to be.”

“How long has it been since you lost them?”

“You’re too attached.”

“I’m not attached, I’m just comfortable with what I’m familiar to.”

“Maybe the real reason you’re so controlling is because, deep down you’d rather have them in your grasp than lose them.”

“Why did you ever break up?” / “Why did we ever break up?”

[vgjoohyun]

rinse and repeat

@hrchloe 

It was a day like any other.

Jiyeon had done her laundry, had a nice, light lunch, and decided to do her grocery shopping before calling it a day and treating herself to a nice bubble bath. Perhaps with a bottle of wine all to herself too. 

As she went through the aisles, she added items to her cart, carefully looking at the nutrition values of the ideas she put in and working out the schedule in her head on how it would work for her. 

Such a way of thinking proved to be tedious and too much for some, but Jiyeon had made this a habit and stuck by it for years. For her, it was too much to change what she had already created for herself. 

In her eyes, she didn’t need to.

As she turned towards the next aisle, the from of her shopping cart bumped into a person standing there.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know someone was there,” she explained, quickly apologizing and moving her cart back a little so she wouldn’t bump them again. 

[hrchloe-blog]

─── Remember that the most valuable antiques are dear old friends.

chloe sighs as she realises she has ran out of the basic necessities. she slumps towards the bedroom and huffs. this would mean that she was going to have to get out of her ‘comfies’ and put on her ‘face’. she had reserved today as a ‘me’ day which in chloe’s books translates to a lazy day. this entails comfy sweatpants, a baggy sweatshirt and nothing but netflix and maybe the occasional bit of writing if she can be bothered. 

working from home was starting to make her into a creature of habit, she was so used to being out and about dressed up in beautiful expensive silk blouses and pencil skirts. if she was back in england she’d be in the office, probably a meeting with potential writers. she looks at her watch and spots the date, it was nearly the end of the month which would mean deadlines for the latest magazine would be around the corner. both in england and in hwaryung.

chloe flops onto the bed and lets out another sigh. she waits for a beat and jumps straight back up. right; i’ll get dressed, head to the local supermarket, grab some essentials (and some sweet snacks for ‘brain food’) then i’ll come back home a be productive... yes... she starts to change her clothes into something less comfortable but more appropriate for a quick trip to the shops. nothing fancy; just a large knit turtle neck sweater which is long enough to double up as a dress, some thick opaque black leggings, a pair of thick black boots with a little platform and a basic layer of makeup to cover the dark circles.

 the female paces to the store attempting to look casual but with speed, the moment she hit the cold crisp air she knew she wanted to be back in the heated apartment as soon as possible. she apologises as she nearly runs into a few people at the entrance of the store and heads straight for the korean snacks aisle. she knows she should get the essentials first otherwise she will walk out forgetting something but she couldn’t help herself.

she stares looking at the large array of sweets and her eyes light up. she knew she had a sweet budget (mainly for her figure not her wallet.) as she attempts to grab a few items but she feels the slight cold nudge of metal, a courteous apology follows. chloe smiles and turns towards the female  ❝    it’s okay, no one is hurt  ❞ she laughs it off. as her eyes stop on the girl she squints slightly. she thinks she recognises the face but she can’t quite put her finger on it.

[hrchloe-blog]

there is no friend as loyal as a book.

───  Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book.

chloe smiles as she walks with the younger female. she was glad to find someone with a similar interest in books as her. It was especially fortunate that her new acquainted friend knew the location of a great little book shop.

Although the two of them have a differing opinion when it comes to a favourite genre she still found the selection of books the other speaks of to be interesting. it reminds her of when she was younger and still in korea, she would use some of her allowance to purchase manga but she would have to hide it from her father. he thought of manga and most other art forms as a waste of time. it was one of the reasons chloe was drawn to writing and books. the rebellious teen in her.

chloe snaps herself out of her small flashback and pulls the scarf up over her mouth. she tries to act like she is cold but is really trying to hide a blush that crept up as she realised her daydreaming state. ❝  so it’s just around this corner? ❞

@hrchaerin

[hrjunjae]

          THERE ARE OTHER ENGLISH SPEAKERS WHOM WALK the streets of the growing city and remind him of a language he’s come to speak less and less. it’s an untold bond that immediately forms once recognition is made. but beyond his brother he doesn’t know many who carry the same tune of another country that he does. junjae had not been expecting it ever - this is no seoul and there is a certain quiet which has fallen now that the interest around the olympics further withers away.

          the world is both big as it is small. they are not alike. they hold different accents, they’re from different parts of a same country and that has made all the change. but to him it still feels like a brush of nostalgia. he’s never been picky, the boy will take what he can get for the smallest things will bring him content.

❝  – what sort of snacks did you say you were looking for again? ❞  in the nips of winter he digs his chin further into his scarf to stop the wind from clawing at his exposed cheeks. slightly he blames it on the morning, when the sun in the sky is still reluctant to peak itself out from around the clouds. there are many around him who seem to also be bundled up, making their way through to wherever they need to be and leaving the sidewalk as quick as they can.

           the companion for the day is someone even older than his brother. but even though the other is older and it is easy for him to speak with politeness, he too so quickly falls into ease at the fact that she is someone who had lived in a country he once and still adores. it’s just a part of nostalgia, that even someone who had just danced into adulthood can feel slightly old about. an interesting position to shuffle in between but the child has always been fluid in his adaption so he’d like to believe he’s found a middle ground for it all. ❝  – i wonder if it’s better to go to a convenience store or head out to a department. ❞

ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠᴇɪɴs @hrchloe​

[hrchloe-blog]

chloe finds it pleasing, talking in a language that she is so familiar with. although korean is her mother tongue she finds comfort in the speech that she adopted. it gives her some comfort, enough that she will try to drag it out as much as possible. although others in the town speak english it is much different from the speech she is used to hearing. most seems to mix with the native speaker’s tongue resulting in a frankenstein language that isn’t comforting. she knows she’ll get used to it, she just enjoys holding onto the little luxury.

although chloe wandered around england from the falmouth at the very bottom to thurso, a town at the very top of the united kingdom. she had never spent long enough talking to people from the different areas to really study accents. people in london did vary with their pronunciations, idioms and inflexions but the base of the accent seemed to be similar. scottish, irish and welsh were different ballparks entirely. She was unable to pinpoint junjae’s accent until he told her his origins.

❝ um... snacks-wise... i’ve missed korean sweets... oh i mean candy. they’re considered rather odd in england. noodles too, the main noodles they had without going to a specialist store were ‘pot noodles’. they were tasteless almost cardboard. ❞  chloe chuckles as she recalls when her friend first introduced the noodles claiming to be the best noodles around. she sighs as she remembers her friends, she had hoped a few would be able to come to visit but with work piling up, it looks like they would have to stay in england for longer.

a shiver runs down chloe. she pulls her coat around her tighter and buries her head into her scarf. “i thought i’d be used to the cold after my time in england. it’s just as cold here” chloe starts to rub her hands together regretting that she had forgotten her gloves. she notices her companion digging his face into his scarf and smiles “glad i'm not the only one who feels it” she thinks to herself. she looks at the boy a little longer, he reminds her of chaeyoung. probably around the same age. she tries to think about how they arrived at this point, they discussed their past and england. that was how it all started.

[hrchloe-blog]

awaited reunion

there is a distinct click-clack as chloe walks across the pavement, her black boots increasing her height several inches. she scans the area of the park. ‘chae isn’t here yet’ she thinks as she takes a seat on the cool wooden bench that lined the park in front of her. a space that used to be nothing but lush greenery, now concrete and stone take over the landscape. it still holds the same charm as when they would visit it together. she hopes they can put the previous years behind them and start fresh if she can explain why she had to leave she thinks that she can get through to her younger sibling. chloe misses her sister and hopes more than anything they can get along again. she crosses her knees and brushes the pleated skirt so it falls to its full length rather than bunch up. a tug on the large billowing sleeve of the thick knitted fabric that covers her torso. her aesthetic for chunky and oversized knitwear was a big reason she loved the colder months. the diversity of the clothing made it easy to wear with anything even when she was heading to an event. she was trying to make a good impression being away for so long she was unsure how chaeyoung will react.

chloe reaches into the small dark leather bag, a contrast to the lighter attire. she grabs her phone, a large rectangle that was predominantly screen. it was a model behind, it does everything she wants it to do and the tech guys are back home so she has no insight towards tech. she looks over the last text chain ‘see you at lunch’ seen and read. a few more minutes and she will be reunited with the sister she has been thinking about. as she waits she starts flicking through social media, mainly business and work related to see what was happening with the company while she was away but every now and again checking her personal accounts.

@hrchaeyoung

[hrchloe-blog]

hi, I’m pug(s). um… this is my first time in a tumblr roleplay so please be gentle. my muse is chloe hwang (formerly hwang chaeyeon), a publisher and writer. just returned to her hometown of hwaryung after spending several years in england working her way through a publishing house, then building up her own by the name of hwang publishing. although she loved her time in england she missed home and decided to make a return. chloe is a relaxed individual even in the worst of times, she knows that overreacting and making a fool out of herself is a detriment to her image. that doesn’t mean she won’t retaliate if backed into a corner, she just knows how to do it under the table. this does mean that sometimes chloe can seem cold and standoffish when she doesn’t mean to be. her gadgets are her lifeline especially working so far away from the office, she is never without her phone, tablet or laptop and will normally have two of the three to be sure.

i’m going to link her pages here but please if you want to discuss like this post. I don’t mind flexing to other ideas.

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[hrchloe-blog]

hi, I’m pug(s). um… this is my first time in a tumblr roleplay so please be gentle. my muse is chloe hwang (formerly hwang chaeyeon), a publisher and writer. just returned to her hometown of hwaryung after spending several years in england working her way through a publishing house, then building up her own by the name of hwang publishing. although she loved her time in england she missed home and decided to make a return. chloe is a relaxed individual even in the worst of times, she knows that overreacting and making a fool out of herself is a detriment to her image. that doesn’t mean she won’t retaliate if backed into a corner, she just knows how to do it under the table. this does mean that sometimes chloe can seem cold and standoffish when she doesn’t mean to be. her gadgets are her lifeline especially working so far away from the office, she is never without her phone, tablet or laptop and will normally have two of the three to be sure.

i’m going to link her pages here but please if you want to discuss like this post. I don’t mind flexing to other ideas.

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[taesyeon]

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