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[luhanamx]

Although he doesn't get to go out and experience it much for himself, Luhan enjoys the rain just as much as he enjoys being left alone, and so even if he's not really alone at the moment, what with the lounge being occupied by a few other souls, he's enjoying watching the rain pouring down from inside where he sits along one of the many window seats. It mesmerises and calms the small fox with mild social anxiety and a soft spoken demeanour, and he absentmindedly plucks at the hem of his overworn sweatshirt that he can't bother parting with, even if it's grown noticeably old.

It startles him deathly when a bolt of thunder cracks entirely too loudly for his liking, and while Luhan adores the rain, thunder isn't necessarily under the same category. He lets out a strangled, but quiet yelp of terror before falling backwards and subsequently off of the seat, much to his embarrassment and displeasure. Flattening his ears unhappily, he notices that the hem he'd been picking at had also ripped in the process. Could anything get any worse?

[amxmyungsoo-blog]

;boo! //open

Somehow Myungsoo found himself wandering the grounds of the Halloween festival that the building management had set up. Originally the male had planned to stay cooped up in his room and sleep. All previous plans he had made flew out the window as soon as he spotted the terrifying decorations the staffs had managed to set up. Eagerly, he picked up his camera, slinging the strap around his neck and bolted out his room, hoping to arrive early enough to capture some pictures before more people arrived.

Unluckily for him, before he could manage to escape the flow of people, he felt hands grabbing his and a cheerful voice calling for him to join them in the haunted house. This was not how he expected his day to take a turn for.

Not only was the feline afraid of haunted houses, he also detested the idea of having to stay beside another and possibly have them cling onto him while they maneuvered their way out of the horrid place. It was possibly one of the last things on his to-do list that night, however the grip the other had on him was merciless and before he knew it, they began to enter the ‘haunted house’.

[amxmyungsoo-blog]

;duty calls // open

Myungsoo never in his life thought he’d be put in such a situation. Grumbling to himself, his feet carried him towards his own personal hell; the kissing booth. The hybrid hadn’t voluntarily signed up for it (never would he submit himself to such a horror) but unbeknownst to him, another had signed his name up for this event. 

Despite his inner turmoil, the feline couldn’t find it within him to ditch the responsibility he now had. Nor could he find another to cover his shift. Which was why he was in his current dreadful position - sitting peacefully, yet grumpily, at the booth, awaiting for participates. More like praying no one comes so his shift can just drag by and he could go back to the sidelines and watch everyone enjoy the activities around him. 

Just as he finished the last bit of his prayers, a pair of legs had appeared in front of his line of vision. Uttering foul curses under his breath, he lifted his head, mustering up all the possible cares he could to address the other - without scaring them away. 

“How can I help you?” he muttered, trying his best to tone down the glare that seemed to insist on showing itself. 

[amxhyojin]

skin of one’s teeth

"They might not recognize me.” The mirth in her voice is almost palpable as her eyes scan down the screen of her work phone. Nowadays she’s mostly in her office, signing off on papers without reading them (she’s got assistants for that), and attending meetings where her employees rattle off numbers that she has no interest in. At this point Hybrid Solutions practically runs itself with all the layers of delegation. She had worked her ass off when it first started off, and now it’s simply time to reap the benefits.

Success is an impenetrable shield she wears with pride.

Legs crossed, she leans back into the plush cushioning of the rounded sofa. Sometimes she makes her own visits to the Lounge just to see the fruits of her efforts. If people realized that the CEO of HySol happened to be among them, let them come and try to suck up. If the hybrids recognized her? Well, she’s interested to see which one of them is feeling particularly brave. And -- there’s always the off chance that no one would notice, and treat her as another potential adopter.

Her escort, aka security, that sits next to her laughs quietly into his drink. “I guess we’ll see. Eleven o’clock, someone heading your way.”