long chat (#❤) feat. @bechaerin
sua is slowly beginning to lose her mind due to art school applications. it's been months of working through them, ensuring everything is in tip top shape before sending-- only to receive rejection after rejection. quality of work, financial situation, not making waitlist. there are so many different reasonings that sua's beginning to think someone's pulling one huge joke on her.
and then if she isn't rejected, the few places that want her put her on a waitlist. then she's back to radio silence-- and it's driving her insane.
"like, look at this." sua twists her tablet around so chaerin can see, the waitlist notification email looking at the other girl. "does this not just sound like a nicer rejection letter? they don't even give me a timeframe, just a vague we'll let you know! ugh."
sua puts her head in her hands, frustration building off of her. she hadn't meant to get so aggravated talking about it, but all of it building over once chaerin inquired also hadn't been unexpected from her either. she's starting to hit her breaking point.
"i think my only option at this point is finding a sugardaddy to pay my way in." sua bemoans, rubbing her eyes with the heel of her palms. "or a sugarmommy. i don't care. i think these places only give a damn about money."












