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Look at those cowards sending anon hate oof, that's sad man. Too scared to show themselves and stand by their own words. How spineless.

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“i’m not drunk.”

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three word starters pt. 2 [open]

“Good, because I’m not settling your bill and I don’t know where you live,” Iwai responds. There is a slight lilt to the corner of his mouth, though it is gone when he lifts the little glass to his lips to finish the last sip of soju. Three or four green bottles are haphazardly arranged between them, most of them empty. Kang’s picks are fruity and sweet enough to pass as soda pops; in retrospect, perhaps he should have stopped him from knocking back multiple glasses of them on an empty stomach. Iwai has an urge to reach over and shake some drunken giggles out of him because his expression of blissful stupor looks so amusing.

He picks at the accompanying dish of sweet corn drowned in melted cheese, and then surveys the bustling restaurant/bar while he chews. He hasn’t gotten a full grasp of the language yet, but there is something nice about listening purelyto the intonations of overlapping conversations. The air is heavy with the scent of oil and alcohol, with the heat of 60-something animated bodies wrapped in winter clothes. A waiter squeezes past Kang’s chair with an armful of bottles, and Iwai reaches over to rescue Kang’s coat from falling over the backrest.

“You should eat something.” He pushes the seafood pancake towards him, and the corner of the plate clinks against Kang’s abandoned cutlery.

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Iwai leans back on the couch and stares up at the tegular grid ceilings. They are subtly but inelegantly patterned with grey squiggly lines. Perhaps these squiggly lines are paying homage to the agonised writhing of employees as they strive to meet ridiculous deadlines. Having never had an office job, Iwai fails to empathise.

He straightens his back and stands as the man he presumes to be Namgung enters the room. After the brief handshake and necessary introductions, talks commence over a thick manilla folder of audit reports, inventory account records, transcripts, and the like. While his shirt buttons are done right up to the neck with a tie on top, the blast of air from the AC behind him still sends chills down his spine.

It is clear that Namgung doesn’t have much respect for him. He hands the documents to him dog-eared and misaligned and takes a call in the middle of the conversation. Iwai reciprocates by keeping one eye on the hubbub of activity that continues outside. Through the glass partition, he counts the number of times that a particular young man has run back and forth to either deliver files or drinks in Styrofoam cups. The slope of his back grows steeper with every trip, like a disused ramp hoping to launch one last fighter jet.

When the meeting is over Iwai wanders to the small veranda beside the office kitchenette. The ash tray on the top of the bin is stuffed, but instead of emptying it someone had snuffed their butts out in the potted succulent that sits on the railing. Iwai’s eyes drift from the fuchsia lipstick stain on the filter to the office boy back inside. He looks so dejected that Iwai wonders if he should wave him over -perhaps have a nice chat about the weather over bad coffee.

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Iseul looked up from his phone and grimaced. The thought of being locked in such a confining space didn’t sit too well with him. “A closet? Like a small one, or more Harry Potter under-the-stairs size?” He slipped the phone in his pocket and turned his full attention towards her. “How would you even lock it from the inside? How would you get out? What if you got stuck in there? You’d get closet leg.” He gestured towards his own legs and gave them a wiggle. “You know, when you get that numb but achey feeling after being stuck in an uncomfortable position for a long time. Closet leg.” With a decisive nod he went to fish out his phone again, poor boy cursed with the need to be constantly entertained, as most of today’s youth was. But he paused and looked at her again with furrowed brows. “But, why?”

“Didn’t think about it,” Eunsoo stated plainly, giving a shrug of her shoulders, “I just thought of it and decided to mention it. To be fair, the last time I should’ve hid in a closet, I ended up with this.” She rolled down her turtleneck to reveal the gash on her neck, before returning the cover up again. “It should work better than a sneak ambush, if you ask me.” A forced smile crept upon her features, sadness she did not feel emanating from herself.

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leviara & soogeun - and for a moment, we were just kids.

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TEN YEARS OLD . she was untroubled & she was going to soogeun’s house that day . she hops from stone to stone on the prettily laid out pavement to slow down even though she knows it’s a minute walk from her door to his . she’s eager to see him . soogeun . she smiles at the thought of seeing her quickly acquired best friend . ( leviara was friendly but she didn’t push hard to be his friend and the effort had paid off . ) the former princess takes her time with getting there , indulging in the scenery that day and giving the sun’s rays time to bounce around on her face . she embodies serenity in that instance & radiates it , it seems to reach the birds and butterflies buzzing around that summer day .

there’s no stupor in her steps when she goes up to the door of the home to knock carefully , enthusiasm bubbling inside her . a simple activity with soogeun such as football seemed to make her happy . she remembers when they first met & she remembers with precise detail how she hid behind her mother while the adults introduced each other and then , their children .

human interaction had taken a little bit to get used to , especially on a different planet . but he , he was warm and kind + everything the child needed in a friend . she was somewhat relieved back then when she realised she doesn’t have to play with the baby at home .

she waits outside the door patiently until she is greeted with his parents or with soogeun himself .

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dirkdave if ur into it or johnroxy or cotton candy or all of them

all a them it is then

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Who worries about how they will look when they’re older- dave of couse. hes always worrying whether or not he’ll get taller. dirk tells him hes worrying too much.

Who makes the mix tapes/cd’s- they have competitions to see who can make the sappiest one (but every once and a while dirk will slip in a for real one in there)

Clings to the other during scary movies- dave. he acts all tough, but he hates blood and gore, so he hides behind dirk during those scenes.

Gets into the shower with the other randomly-dirk. hes so slick dave wont even know hes in there until he hears him join in on him singing. then they do cheesy duets together

Flashes the other when they walk by after taking a shower alone- dirk. of course. he then uses the towel to slap daves ass.

Initiates hand holding while the other is driving-dirk. then dave almost crashes into a pole cause he cant drive

Secretly tries to touch the other in naughty places duringpublic/family events- dave will start as a joke but then dirk will join in and actually get dave flustered.

Asks weird questions in the middle of the night- dave will sometimes never shut up, but dirk will laugh along and give him the most hilarious answers.

Asks “what are you thinking about?”- dirk. dave often is quiet about stuff hes upset about, and dirk will manage to get it outta him

Always has to be touching the other, (if either of them do)- they both are always staying close, they genuinely use each other for comfort. they always have hands on.

this is gonna get long, so imma put a read more down here

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