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@mgxjiyoung
* — from afar [ jy & vv ]
@mgvivienne
Fashion week wasn't long ago and yet a familiar face was in the store roaming around before her eyes. A familiar face she wanted to know and become friends with.
Vivienne was popular amongst the people she knew and many of her collegues told her she'd be perfect in the lineup for Tiger Stripes' model spokesperson. Although there had been so many people applying for the lineup and Jiyoung was kind of biased towards the other, she thought about it for quite a while before agreeing with the idea. The other had been a regular as she had been told and plus her image and style fit the store perfectly. The only difficult part was having to be in her presence and associating herself with the younger.
It shouldn't be difficult since Jiyoung was the elder, is the store manager and if it were anyone else she wouldn't think twice or interally freak out but for some odd reason Vivienne made her feel a mixture of anxiousness and awkwardness. It wasn't to say they were bad feelings— It was more a feeling never felt before and it made her feel like it wasn't herself.
Having the little internal conflict with herself a couple meters away from the person making her feel that way, Jiyoung decided to just suck it up. Walking up to the other, she grinned and greeted the latter. "Hello! I'm pretty sure I've seen you before. I'm Tiger Stripes' manager, Jiyoung."
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@mgeunyong
for a moment she hesitates–she never hesitates, at least not now–as she swipes her tongue over her bottom lip, eyes glancing over across to street as she again attempts to rid the tears that welled up in the corners of her eyes. the other girl’s voice is soft, awkward, but caring, she seemed genuinely concerned enough and eunyong does her best not to laugh bitterly.
would she bother to help her if she found out she was crying over the stress of being a cam girl? probably not. most people didn’t.
but her heart tugs in the direction of comfort, “i’m just.. tired,” she answers, looking to the girl and then to the space on the bench beside her, patting it with her hand, “like, you know when you’ve let something build for a long time and it just kinda makes you fall all at once? that’s how i feel.”
tired. she heard that phrase many times before because she was a victim to saying it. it was said so people didn't question any further and with that many people answered that she did look tired and didn't bother her which was what she wanted. now that it was coming out of someone else's mouth it felt out of place.
blinking at the girls' gesture, she felt obligated to sit next to her. shuffling towards the girl and sitting in the seat she patted, jiyoung nodded along to what she was saying. it felt weird hearing her thoughts outloud from a person who didn't seem the same as her.
"i totally understand where you're coming from." her face probably looked so dumbfounded but she didn't care because this person was like her in a different form. "and once it makes you fall all at once you have to build it again like nothing happened because you can't let anyone know..."
Jasmine, Myrtle.
Flower Questions; Accepting !
Jasmine: What is your most prized possession?
“Hm. Difficult question but probably my High School Diploma and Certificate of Fashion Design. They’re proof of the beginning stages of Hwang Jiyoung.”
Myrtle: Describe your crush?
Older male, well educated, someone who can be my best friend, someone who can understand having time apart due to work, can play an instrument or can sing. Nonexistent.
* — four am shenanigans [ jy & sh ]
@mgsanghoon
─ He sits in the comforts of his bed, questioning whether or not he should actually take hold of the book that’s on his nightstand. Should he engross himself and get lost in the pages of words? Quickly he decides against it. If he were going to read, he’d need to read in peace. With the off chance that Jiyoung may actually still be awake, he was going to be responding back and forth ( possibly ). He wouldn’t want to be interrupted by the sound of his phone going off. Not, that he didn’t mind receiving messages, it’s just when he reads, solitude is the key to him enjoying it. So he’s left with the decision of what to do next then. Should he remain in bed or should he pry himself away from the coziness of his comforters and make his way to the fridge. In the midst of his decision making, Sanghoon’s ears perk up at the sound of that specific chime. Pulling the phone back into the usual position betwixt his hands, he types away, chuckling all the while he did. 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕I only have a few appointments tomorrow since most are on vacation. 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕But I’m still on call, so we’ll see how that goes. 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕And I did happen to feel those lovely eyes of yours roll. Haha! He pauses slightly, contemplating on what to type next. 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕What’s got you up at this hour if you don’t mind me asking? In truth, he had an idea. As fellow night owls, he knew well what could potentially be the reason behind her being awake at this hour.
Jiyoung's phone was almost forgotten with the help of business. Work was a pain in her ass and probably everyone's as well but her's was an excruciating pain. The store was going through some renos soon and also a new launch of a brand was wanting to come out at Tiger Stripes. Actually scratch that a million brands were wanting to come out and her emails were on a constant refresh, ranging from a hundred to at least five hundred. All with the same 'I've been wanting to launch in Mapo especially Tiger Stripes. It's such an amazing store, blah blah.' concept. Sure she gave less than half of them a go which were a hit or miss because the owner was quite similiar to herself, in the sense that they were picky but that's what it takes to be a store owner, in her opinion at least.
Pushing her laptop away, she blinked a couple times. She yawned and glanced at her phone, staring at it for a couple minutes before remembering her conversation with Sanghoon. "Oh! Right..." She mumbled to herself before picking up the device. Unlocking her phone, she read the messages and nodded before rolling her eyes again. Even if she were to curse at the elder, he would find some way to sweet talk her.
〔 sms ↪ 아저씨 〕 Even at this time of day you somehow try to be mushy... 〔 sms ↪ 아저씨 〕 Life. Work. The usual... So many desingers want to launch their new clothing at the store plus were renovating soon and i'm about to explode...
It wasn't fun being stressed. Having to constantly tell herself lies was her life and she didn't know when it was actually going to get better.
Zinnia, Daisy, Foxglove
Floral Questions; Accepted!
Zinnia: What was your dream while growing up?
“Ah… I’m not quite sure honestly. Kids were probably not thinking this as a dream but I honestly wanted to just be successful and not live the way my mother had become. It’s quite harsh to say but it’s either stay with her and do who knows what or actually grow up and do something for myself and live a better life.”
Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
“Aha. I’m pretty sure I was like 12…”
Foxglove: Name three facts about your family?
“Oh god. Okay. So my mother used to be an R&B singer. I think I have a step-brother? I’m not sure, don’t remember but I do remember her saying something about having a child a few years after me. And lastly, my family is scattered all over the place and by that I mean some live in the States, I think a few live in Japan —which reminds me I want to go visit and elsewhere in Asia i’m pretty sure.”
Carnation, Daffodil, Hydrangea, Queen Anne’s Lace
Floral Questions; Accepting!
Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?
“Dean. He’s amazing and it’s a plus he’s pretty hot good looking.
Daffodil: What’s the most thoughtful present you’ve ever received?
“Years ago. When I was able to travel and pursue the career I do and love today. I owe my sunbae.”
Hydrangea: Starbucks order?
“Rarely go to starbucks but when I do I usually get a medium black coffee with a shot of espresso when I need it — wait their mediums are called ‘grande’… so uh yeah that.”
Queen Anne’s Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?
“I’d choose both but probably carve pumpkins because of the very beginning part; gutting out the pumpkin is always my favourite part.”
Floral Questions;
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Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?
Jasmine: What is your most prized possession?
Foxglove: Name three facts about your family?
Allium: What’s the best thing you can cook?
Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?
Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?
Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?
Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?
Primrose: Favorite movie?
Daffodil: What’s the most thoughtful present you’ve ever received?
Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?
Anemone: Would you ever become a vegan?
Peony: What’s your favorite hot beverage?
Tulip: What was your greatest childhood fear and are you still afraid of it?
Myrtle: Describe your crush?
Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?
Zinnia: What was your dream while growing up?
Poppy: Why did you choose your current career?
Hydrangea: Starbucks order?
Violet: Do you like where you’re from?
Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?
Rhododendron: What’s the scariest dream you’ve ever had?
Queen Anne’s Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?
Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?
Aster: What is your most favorite dish to eat?
Marigold: Do you listen to what’s on the radio?
Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?
Azalea: What’s a movie you cried while watching?
Dandelion: Do you think you’re important?
Lavender: Would you consider yourself a hopeless romantic?
Chrysanthemum: Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?
Gardenia: What is the worst thing that has ever happened to you?
Iris: What is the best thing that has ever happened to you?
Amaryllis: If you were allowed one wish of your choice but you had to give up something that was very important to you - what would you give up, and for what?
mgeunyong
distracted by her own tears, her vision blurred and attempting to keep her face hidden from the world, she doesn’t notice the woman approaching her at first. taking in a deep breath it cracks and she feels embarrassed at doing so–thinking she was alone–and lifts her head in surprise when she hears the voice of someone else. swollen eyes looked up at the unfamiliar girl, “i’m sorry,” she says immediately, her voice sounding weak and small.
(she sounds like a child, like the girl she was years ago, and she absolutely hates it.)
“i’m sorry, i..” using the pads of her thumbs she attempts to wipe away her tears. thank god for waterproof makeup. “i didn’t mean to disturb you. ha..” letting out a small, forced chuckle she allows the corners of her mouth to turn upward into a smile.
her brows pulled together. "n-no, you don't have to apologize." a small sigh fell from her lips, she did not know how to console for the life of her. but she also didn't want the other to feel awkward because of her feelings towards something. "um, what's up? if you don't mind me asking..."
now for sure it wasn't her business to be asking what was up with the other but maybe she could tell her. it wasn't like jiyoung was a weirdo but then again who knows when they'll see eachother again and plus maybe her issues weren't that bad and she could help.
* — coffee encounters [ jy & wi ]
mgwheein
Wheein had heard about it from friends and family, even witnessed it herself when she was out with her friends and they had gotten away by being stubborn as bulls but she had never experienced happening to herself. The idea of being hit on by random strangers was cute on paper… No, scratch that, it wasn’t cute at all. It was just stupid and made people incredibly uncomfortable and would give you no brownie points. What surprised her the most was the location of the situation - a café. She had thought that stuff like that only happened in clubs but apparently gross douchebags who didn’t know their place existed everywhere.
Sighing, she still tried to be polite to the male who was incredibly persistent in his pursuit and she cursed herself for being the person that she is. She had declined him times and times again but her words clearly went in one ear and out the other - he simply wouldn’t listen to her. And for a café that was so busy and bustling with customers, no one stepped in to interfere with their situation. On one hand, she could understand. No one wanted stick their nose into other people’s business, but on the other hand she didn’t like how nobody even tried to stand up for her. And it hurt, especially when shesaw them casting quick glances in her direction, giving her looks of pity. But she didn’t need their looks of pity, she needed their help, their voice, their actions, anything at all!
She breathed a sigh of a relief when an intimidating looking woman came into view, talking to Wheein with such confidence that the she didn’t dare take her eyes off the woman. It took her a split second to realize the new situation she had been thrown into, and nearly leaps off her feet to stand next to the woman, closer to her and further away from the strange man, playing along. Bringing her palms together, she sticks her tongue out and gives the woman a sheepish smile, “Sorry, sorry. What took you so long though?” she pouts, and not sure how the other woman would react, she gently hooks her arm with the other woman, closing their distance even more to make a point to the stranger.
The way the smaller girl hid behind Jiyoung fueled a random spark to just hit the male in front of them.
Clicking her tongue, she gently pulled the other closer to her. "You should be ashamed of yourself. Hitting on a girl who is taken should be a crime." By the time she even approached the two, people in the store must have been staring at them but it didn't matter. If she didn't do anything about it, it would've just been a normal day for some but for the other it would've been horrible. As she stopped talking and was aware of her surroundings, the cafe became silent. Quickly glancing around, she looked at the male one last time and was speechless. Shaking her head, she tugged the other and made her way out but not before bumping shoulders with the male.
As they both hit the fresh air, Jiyoung finally took a deep breathe. "Hopefully you're okay now." She said as she kept walking. Normally she didn't do those kind of things but random acts of kindness kept her alive.
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she’s tired.
for the first time in a long time she feels exhausted, both mentally and physically. usually she has nothing to complain about given the fact that she was finally allowed to have a life of her own. every decision–both good and bad–were all made by herself and not by someone else, her life was literally settled neatly in the palm of her hand and she still feels miserable.
she stretches out a hand when she notices a spot of rain, feeling tiny droplets pool into her palm before she brings it back. it’s only a few more minutes until the rain begins to pick up, but fortunately eunyong makes it underneath the bus shelter before she gets completely soaked.
it’s something completely out of her control but somehow the shift of weather adds to the stress building up on her shoulders.
eunyong doesn’t even notice the other girl stuck with her, her mind clouded with the emptiness she’s been trying to avoid for days now. her eyes sting and before she can compose herself she unravels; tears wetting her lashes and slowly falling down her cheeks. her vision blurs, a breath catching in the back of her throat as she lets out a cracked sob. she feels absolutely pathetic and ,despite not being aware of the other girl’s presence, buries her face into her hands.
jiyoung disliked the fact that her car was in the shop getting fixed. and on top of that it started raining. luckily she arrived at the shelter before it picked up. heaving a sigh, she took her phone out of her pocket and quickly checked the bus times. 20 minutes, it said and another sigh escaped her lips. leaning against the ad of some k-pop star advertising who knows what, her peripherals picked up a person walking towards the terminal. slightly turning her head, she noticed the female beginning to cry.
frozen in her spot, she looked around at the vast emptiness and wished someone else would come and help? jiyoung was never really used to going out of her way to hug and coo at someone for comforting but judging by the way the female was hurting it made her eyebrows pinch together.
slowly standing up, she approached her and inwardly punched herself to say something. "h-hey... are you alright?" cautious and quiet, she hoped the other could hear over the rain beginning to pound on the glass.
* — four am shenanigans [ jy & sh ]
@mgsanghoon
─ An ungodly hour to be awake. 3:15am. He had work in the morning, and even though he continued to remind himself of it, his body just wouldn’t allow him the rest he believed he deserved. It wasn’t so much that his mind was racing either. Just, he couldn’t sleep. The notion of popping in sleeping pills seemed enticing, but Sanghoon knew what would occur if he did take them. Missing appointments and missing that incessant alarm that would normally torment his eardrums. So instead he settles for sitting upright in the comforts of his bed. Sighing when he finally adjusts to his new sitting position, the therapist takes hold of the black-rimmed spectacles that lie on his nightstand. After he cleans it slightly, fingers place them on the tip of his nose, pushing it upwards to fit the frame of his face. Things around him began to focus. Just as he’s about to extend his arm out once again across his nightstand to nab the book, the similar jingle of his cellular device catches his attention. Who would be up at this hour? A curious brow arches before slender fingers lace themselves around his phone. As soon as Sanghoon’s dark irises read the name, the corners of his lips tug into a crooked grin. Of course it would be her. Who else but. A chortle seeps through the corners of his mouth before he begins thumbing at the screen. 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕Shouldn’t you be asleep? 〔 sms ➞ Jiyoung 올빼미 〕Or was I just too irresistible to speak to at this ungodly hour? A nearly silent chuckle escapes into the night. Placing the phone on top of his comforter, the raven head presses the back of his head against his bed rest. Guess he wasn’t going to be getting any sleep tonight and he honestly didn’t mind it.
Poking her head out of her fridge, she turned to her cellular device laying on her kitchen counter. Snorting, she grabbed a carton of milk coffee and shuffled her way towards the phone. Placing her elbows on the flat top, she unlocked her phone and read the text message. Jiyoung could hear his little chuckle at the other end which made her roll her eyes.
〔 sms ↪ 아저씨 〕I should be asleep but so should you, don't you work super early? 〔 sms ↪ 아저씨 〕 Wow...i'm at a loss for words... I hope you can feel me rolling my eyes.
Still thinking about his response made her scowl but it also made her laugh a little, it was no doubt that the male was quite handsome and it didn't help that he was trying to be smooth at the time of the morning. Taking a sip of her milk, she sat on her counter patiently waiting for what else had in store to say.