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[rmseulgi-blog1]

worth it ,,

the premise had been a running joke of goldilocks & the three bears, courtesy of the jaeger captain, it was wholly a joke that the dragoness decided to run with--if only for the simplicity of the costume itself. really, all it took was a headband. something that was, in reality, more effort than their captain even bothered to offer--considering the fact that there was going to be no appearance on their behalf.

she’s enough to “rep” for them, apparently.

nonetheless, seulgi had to give credit where credit’s due & if there’s anything alpha knows, it’s how to throw a fair party. had she been the type to party, this would be the type she’s attend--not that alpha would openly embrace any jaeger here. if anything, she, and the rest of the legacy, was entering the lion’s den.

but what was with this weak spiked punch?

“where can someone get a real drink around here?”

[rmseulgi-blog1]

you (&) tequila ,,

as it was, the jaeger house is almost always deserted--home of a numbered few who’d more so live among provided dormitories and the works than the legacy’s house itself. now, whether that had been personal preference or the work of a hypnotic dragoness on the search for more storage space--is still up in the air. even so, seulgi is among the few that actually lives within its doors--sub-par living room lighting and all.

she rather enjoyed the silence though.

bare soles padding across mahogany, the slender woman takes her time traversing through the vacated house, a pint of mint gelato in grasp as a quiet & contented hum follows her through the hall and down the stairs. there could be better things to do on a friday night, seulgi supposes, but as of late her interest laid in spending time alone more than anything.

should probably chalk that up to pre-season laziness. 

but what a surprise it was to find another pair of eyes staring back at her at the end of the stairs.

“what are you doing here?”