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(/hanging her head, she takes a few steps toward him - closing the distance between their two frames - before bringing up the small mass of her fist and swinging the juncture half-heartedly and quite too gently into his oblique; a triumphant grin doused onto her lips as she pulls away again)
{/Amused that she had followed through on her word, he reflexively coiled his fingers around her wrist, snatching up the limb without a word as his brows rose. Yanking her over, enough not to pop out her shoulder socket but enough to have her run into him, he gathered her up as the slits of his almond eyes narrowed/} Really, Ri?
Ne, it’s usually much harder to explain. (/a timid smile adorned him and he shook his head, his eyes roaming downward) Ah, not really. I don’t feel like I can do much. In my group, I’m only known as the ‘Busan boy’, others are, main vocal, lead dancer, you know? (/nods firmly)
Definitely, I understand what you mean. No one can get how you're feeling so if you leave them a line or two, they start to interpret it their own way... {/With agreement, he showed his understanding before chortling/} You know, some of the best artists comes from Busan. Don't underestimate yourself. Be confident and give yourself that credit, I swear you'll see it all pay off when you have a thousand girls ready to hand you their undergarments.
I have a feeling that Lee Hongbin really wouldn’t like to test said theory tonight because Park Kyungri is feeling ballsy and the odds of her actually hitting Lee Hongbin just struck an exponential high. (/grins broadly as she outstretches an arm, patting the palm of her hand to the flesh of his cheek)
My intuition states that Park Kyungri should take a hit and see what consequences lie for her if she is successful in her actions. {/A grim smile crossed his lips as his arms folded across his chest/}
Before you know it it’s 3 am and you’re 80 years old and you can’t remember what it was like to have 20 year old thoughts or a 10 year old heart.
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I am forward. [she shrugs slightly before placing a piece of the sushi into her mouth, chewing it slowly and swallowing before continuing] You’ll learn that I teeter between too outspoken and quite reserved often, depending on my mood. But, forgive me if I offended you. You’re a stranger and I have an affection for learning details about the people I surround myself with. [her eyes blink rapidly, a light pink blush tinting her cheeks, a hint of her embarrassment]
{/Reaching over, he poured the brown liquid encased in a little jar over the green paste within the little tray. Mashing the wasabi and soy sauce together as the mustardy color developed, he simply smiled without lifting his head/} Extremist? ...Ah, no you haven't offended me. But I always thought that the beauty of meeting others was to solve the puzzle, by yourself. {/Capturing a roll, he dipped it into the mixture of sauce before slipping it into his mouth, humming in approval at her choice/}
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I'll be by your door then to drop off some candycanes. -nods- I'll do that pretty soon. So expect scratching at your door.
I'll hold you to that! {/Nodding assuringly, he stopped outside a tinted door and pushed it open/} After you.
Oh come on, its not that much! Fine fine, no pizza. Only cakes and doughtnuts. Does that sound better?
No, I prefer the pizza part. {/Swinging his index around with a brow raised, he drew the digit in a circle/} Eighteen inches of god's food.
(/listening intently he nodded every few words, a smug smile fixed to his lips) I see. Damn. (/he couldn’t help but stare at the action you did and mumbled to himself, lifting a hand to rub his cheek) I like being around crowds of people, for some reason. I hate when people touch me though, so it’s confusing. I like to play instruments, well try. I can play bass, and a little piano so far.
{/The expression plagued upon the other's face interested him, amusement crossing his features as the speech wandered out curt, much like his own/} There's a sense of unity in a crowd, rather than the intimacy of a single vessel, person really. So I see where you're getting at. {/Pausing, he nodded his head along before surfacing a grin/} You sound like a talented kid.
kyuroki replied to your post “(/clears throat) I'm here now. What are your other two wishes?”
I have a feeling someone named Lee Hongbin is going to get a fist to his gut this evening by a lovely specimen named Park Kyungri.
I have a feeling that Park Kyungri wouldn't really hit Lee Hongbin because she knows that he just likes the feisty talk she has.
[she hums to herself, leaning back against the cushion of the booth again, eyes shamelessly glued to the face in front of her as if she was trying to take apart and reassemble a puzzle] A shot. Mhm. Oh—food’s here. [makes a conscious effort to change her pout into a smile, breaking her chopsticks apart before taking one of the many rolls in between them] And now, you tell me about yourself.
{/Watching her recline, he tilted his head a bit as he laced his fingers before settling his forearms along the edge of the table, reminded not to put his elbows upon the surface from a certain mannerism ringing through his head. The perplexed expression had coaxed a mild laughter from him as he watched the plates settle in front of them, small dishes of wasabi and ginger respectively following. Reaching for his wares, he pulled them apart before raising a brow/} ...Isn't that a little too forward?
(/clears throat) I'm here now. What are your other two wishes?
…You wasted a wish of mine? Are you serious?
Oh there’s a challenge now, huh? /grins; I’m up for it.
Well, that's a whole helluva lot of food. {/Chortling, he shrugged with indifference/} But, I'm sure we can figure it out.
Is that why in a few performances I’ve seen you without it? [`she questions, pursing her lips before laughing softly. ] Uhh, that’s the problem. I haven’t found any places to apply yet. Well, I have— but I just haven’t walked inside to inquire about it. [`raises her shoulders slightly in a shrug. ]
It's either clipped or extensions are added for length, on the occasion that they want something more. {/With a soft exhale, he paused to allow for her own answer to fill the chilly air. Tilting his head, he cocked his chin up/} Where were you planning?
[her eyebrows furrowing, she pushes her lips into a mixture between a frown and a pout, eyes not leaving the ones in front of her. she knew she’d curse her curiousness later, but something about him kept her mouth moving and her rings twisting] All aspects? Maybe I’ll judge that for myself, if you don’t mind. Granted I continue running into you.
{/Eyes glazing over her expression, his brows lifted curiously as to why her demeanor had adjusted and shifted to another. Though he was not one to pry, so he kept the note to himself as a crooked, wry, grin appeared on his mouth/} Mm, sure sure. Give it a shot.