#!jackson

[hh-sebastian-smythe]

Private ||

@switchclarington

You can’t deny that we talk regularly.

I wasn’t denying anything. We do talk regularly. I was agreeing with you while I had a moment to spare. We also do more than talk but that’s our business. 

[brooks-jared-archive-blog]

Lunch || J2

[He requested that Jackson meet him at the diner. Somewhere neutral that they could discuss their scene and expectations. He arrived a bit early, having walked their from his office. He sat and ordered a coke while he waited, ever present phone in his hand so he could scroll through email.]

[brooks-jared-archive-blog]

Private || J2

@switchjackson

Are you fond of snow, then? Based on your post, I mean. 

[hh-sebastian-smythe]

PM: Hey, so I read about this event Onyx is having. If you collar someone that evening, you can get discounted drinks and I thought it could be fun.

@switchclarington

PM: Sounds like fun to me. I’m in. 

[seongnamxuni]

▪▪▪ { // SNU DATABASE : ACCOUNT FROZEN; }

— THE FOLLOWING ARE NOW ON HIATUS ! ↴

JACKSON WANG — until 170514

LEE TAEMIN — until 100514

[seongnamxuni]

▪▪▪ { // SNU DATABASE : ACCOUNT FROZEN; }

— THE FOLLOWING ARE NOW ON HIATUS ! ↴

JACKSON WANG — until 210414

[fcxjinri-blog]

*`flap flap

jinri's afternoon was one that held no obligation to anything else other than lazing around, and for that reason, she took her time while walking back to her dorm.  or at the very least, that was one of the reasons, the other being the device in her hand, her cellphone; for the half hour or so, she had been unable to rip her gaze away from the screen, simply wandering about campus at a languid pace whilst playing her life away. flappy bird was the name of the life draining app, though to those who asked, she would tell them it was certainly the agent to her demise.  the redhead was certain of this, for half a week had passed and she had yet to defeat her highscore of 12.

it was driving her crazy.

surprise is the reaction that is chalked up when the inevitable finally happens--that was, bumping into the backside of a supposed stranger--and the aerokinetic almost drops her cell, more out of surprise than a result of the impact.  she had been moving at the pace of a sloth after all.  

"sor--oh no, you overrated lemon!"  she blurts, gaze flickering back and forth between that of the person and her screen.  though choi jinri was nothing short of considerate, she also held the tendency to be occasionally scatterbrained; for what would usually be an expression of friendly apology was one of genuine despair--she had been one pipe away from beating her highscore.