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[rniracho]

DEFLOUS, WHAT'S GOOD!!

   mira started off horribly, arriving late for one thing, and the other? being hungover. she was groggy, and a total mess before a mask was painted onto her. “aah, thanks, unni. you're a lifesaver– yeh yeh, no more drinking before work,” already strutting towards the scene, though still in range to be heard by the elder woman, she shot her a two fingered salute darting from her temple. “got it ~” mira’s steps picked up in pace, practically scurrying onto the set while simultaneously bowing and offering apologies to each staff person, then finally to her partner for the day. the apologetic gesture being a lot deeper this time. "sorry for the hold up, i swear this is a rarity.. ..i'm not usually late."

[rniracho]

TZUCHU, WHAT'S GOOD!!

   the model’s shaded eyes drifted across the horizon before her, coffee in her left and cigarette in her right, her thumb nail soon flicking the bottom of the filter to shorten the length of the ash. she was at the park, of all places. fuck, she must’ve been desperate. mira slipped the end of the stick between her lips, allowing her digits to release it so she could guide her sunglasses to sit atop her head. pinching the filter between the pads of her thumb and index, she lead the drug away while taking the cloud down her throat. suddenly, her ears perked up, the sound of sharp heels against concrete seeming to be getting louder, but slowing down --- breathing out steadily, she quirked a brow towards the younger looking woman who was now completely out of breath, and hunched over with her hands taking her knees. an amused grin took over her plump pair, brows now furrowing together after noting the others attire. “...that’s some interesting work out gear y’got there.”

[rniracho]

416DEAN, WHAT'S GOOD!!

   after guiding the club into the final song of her set, she removed the headwear, handing the piece to her friend, who was about to take control of the tables. “crowd’s so hyped tonight, man!” she hollered. “you could throw on avril fuckin’ lavigne and they’d still lose their shit!” with an encouraging slap to the man’s back, she laughed, now gathering her belongings and heading for the bar on the first floor. mira’s forearms crashed upon the counter to startle the tender, as well as the customer she was hitting on talking to, her upper half leaning over the surface. “gina, you slut! hand us a beer?” she asked with a wink, stifling a small chuckle once the girl obeyed, and now turning her attention to the man she’d also disturbed. “sorry for interrupting!” she exclaimed, ensuring she would be heard over the music. “purposely did it though, not gonna lie!”

[rniracho]

TRBLD34N, WHAT'S GOOD!!

   the show was as great as she’d predicted it would be, obviously a little bummed about not being able to slip closer toward the stage, though being atop her friend’s shoulders throughout majority of the performance was good enough for her; it’s not like her position affected the way he sung. she was outside the venue now, already having said goodbye to the few friends that accompanied her. a leg crossed over the other and an elbow digging into her knee to keep her up, finished with a lit cigarette between fingers. mira’s head turned once the screams of young girls rang in her ears, spotting the reason. dean. the model chuckled to herself, soon letting her lips encompass the filter, dragging on the stick while she admired the scene, and honestly, feeling a little sorry for the man being hassled.

[rniracho]

GCVINCHY, WHAT'S GOOD!!

   kids. e v e r y w h e r e. the young woman scanned over the heads of all the rascals darting out of the school gates, some dawdling along, and others scattered within the playground, but none of them being the child she was after. oh, it was loud --- a few screams even urging the model to cup her hands over both ears, however opting to simply screw her face up instead. upon entering the building with a heavy sigh, presenting her relief, she began checking the rooms. empty.. ..empty.. ...”dammit, kim seona, where are ---” her body straightened up once seeing a male tending to matters at a desk in one of the rooms. “oh, excuse me? hi, sorry, i’m trying to find a girl named kim seona? you wouldn’t happen to know where she is, would you?”

[rniracho]

YKJIDAM, WHAT’S GOOD!!

   the streets were busy today, and honestly, it was a bit of a pain for the model whom happened to be running late already. her shoulders brushed past many, crashed into some --- and maybe if she’d been a little more interested on the path ahead, as opposed to her phone.. ..she could’ve avoided this. B A N G. the two forms collided.