#( sera:rep )

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[ x ]: @pullstrings

Jungah’s eyes had been fixed on the Han River for a good few minutes, her mind buzzing with worry over the envelope she had recently received. It hadn’t left her mind since she had gotten it, and while she had been doing her best to distract herself there just seemed to be no way to escape what she saw. It was a nasty reminder.

“Hey! Earth to you.”

Sera saved her from her own thoughts.

“Sorry.” Jungah cleared her throat, looking down at the little picnic in front of them. She should really focus on how nice the weather had been getting lately and enjoying small moments like these. “I just got lost in my thoughts.” Held captive in her memories. Something like that. Regardless, she had no excuse for not paying attention. Normally, this wasn’t an issue. She just wasn’t put together these days. “What were you saying?” She reached for her water, no longer feeling hungry at the sight of the spread they had before them. Unscrewing the cap, she listened to the air that hissed out from the bottle of sparkling water and took a sip, waiting for Sera’s answer.

her body shifted slightly to the weight of her head as she cocked it to the side, staring at the other gaze off into the distance in deep thought. sera was almost in awe at her lack of concentration, considering the fact that there wasn’t a moment where jungah was never not focused at all times— at least to her own knowledge. sera huffed, a small strand of hair flowing with the direction of the air, giving way to her vision. clearly something was on her mind…. something troubling. she could tell.

she sensed it.

it gave her a weird vibe. it made her uncomfortable, and had sera not snapped her out of it any sooner, she was afraid the anxiousness that bubbled at the pit of her stomach would finally burst.

“Sorry. “I just got lost in my thoughts.”

yeah. no kidding.

“What were you saying?”

grunting softly, she straightened her posture and crossed her arms, her eyebrow slightly raised at the other as she downed her bottle of sparkled water. sera pursed her lips and simply shook her head, signaling that it was nothing important, and instead, had become more focused on the fact that her friend had not once touched her food. the corners of her mouth fell to a small frown.

"..... are you not hungry?"

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@ivnsng [ x ]

lying wasn’t in her nature ; but she was far too shy to admit that . ianthina’s brown eyes linger over to the group of males that had entered her job . it was usual for a night like this to happen ; the nabi was always packed with men and women ━━━ nothing new to the woman who adorned a tight fitting leather dressed reaching just mid-thigh ; outlining her physique and dark purple lipstick that brought the attention to the plump tiers . the smooth lace of her fish nets clinging to her legs , brought even the attention of her male co-workers to her when she didn’t call for it . a raven mask nicely covering up the features she dared not to show in this place of sin . fingers coming up , ian’s found herself humming with agreement with the other’s words , cleaning the cups before her with no much thought to her mind . it wasn’t usual to the crowd to be filled with good looking male and females ; much like the maiden that sat in front of the dancer . tonight ian found herself helping out in the bar as a change up for the routine . her free time until the clock hit twelve and she’ll find herself on the main stage dancing the night away for a few hundred dollars , something that girl before her knew about , one of the few in her life that did . lights of neon flashing makes the witch look at the other with a shrug being gifted .

❛ doesn’t cut out the fact that they mostly think with their dick rather than their brain . i’ll give it you though , babygirl . ❜ brown eyes come to land on the beauty before her with a subtle smile . ❛ they are decently pleasant to the eyes . ❜

places like these were never really sera’s forte. it was always too loud. it was always too wild. the heat and humidity hung in the air and clung onto the female as if for dear life, making her feel uncomfortable, and yet, here she was— slightly slouched in her seat as she leaned against the counter, her chin planted to the palm of her hand, and a bottle of soju between her other sets of fingers. wary eyes gazed over the young crowd, observing as they went about, participating and encouraging themselves as they continued to wallow in this place of transgression. 

but if anything, the female was on the same boat, prodding the other as she’d caught a few of the other guys eyeing her from across the room. chuckling softly, sera took a swig from her bottle and nodded, agreeing with her friend. “well…” she started, shrugging matter of factly.

“that’s true… unfortunately.”

it was amazing, really. the amount of years she’d been on this earth. the amount of times she’d seen things come and go and evolve. everyday things were changing. society was changing– but it didn’t surprise her that there was still an ounce of mentality that hadn’t been completely eradicated. she groaned a bit, slender fingers kneading away at the base of her neck, attempting to rid herself of the knot that tangled her nerves.  in fact, she hadn’t realized it at first but now that she did, her whole body was beginning to ache, and before she knew it, the female was growing restless by the minute. sera took one more look around the place, noticing how the hype kind of died down, and her fellow club goers were either passed out somewhere, were too drunk to stand don their own, or they’d simply just left, leaving the woman to raise a question. “say…” sera spoke,

“how long until this place officially closes for the night?”