#bwxilhoon

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bwxilhoon

[ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] Wow, I’m jealous, you should make me one. [ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] Why would grandma tell you not to bring your son food— [ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] Oh… I have the wrong number, don’t I? [ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] I’m not a murderer!

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] I would but I don't know how to cook you see.

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] Well, I'm sorry to tell you this son, grandma doesn't really like you.

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] It would appear so. I can be your daddy tho if you really want me to.

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] Yeah that's what they all say right before they chain you up in the basement scalp you.

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[ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] I'm hungry ㅠㅠㅠㅠ [ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] But there's nothing to eat ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ [ SMS ⇨ Wrong Number ] You should bring me food, when you get off work ^^/

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] That sucks, I'm eating a philly cheese steak panini  right now

[txt ➢ Unknown Number] It's really delicious wanna see? of course you do

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[txt ➢ Unknown Number] My mom used to tell me not to bring food to strangers. What if you try to murder me or something?

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Inspire || JieunXIlhoon

The day was cool, the air crisp on her cheeks turning them a light pink as she made her way down the walkway. The young girl was on her way to a friend's home, not just any friend though. This friend, Ilhoon, happened to be like a elder sibling to her, an inspiration. He helped her with most things, but most of all paintings. She had a bad act for not being able to complete her paintings, as she couldn't figure out what factor was missing. Though with him being an artist, he could easily identify the flaw. Her feet moved her as she gripped her troublesome painting in her hands. The girl hadn't called before hand, so she didn't know if he'd be home or not, but she had high hopes.

After a couple of minutes she found herself in front of his door. A smile played on her lips as she knocked on the door with her knuckles. Taking a step back she rocked on her heels hoping he'd open up quickly as the wind began to pick up, cooling her cheeks. "Yah, open up !" She yelled through the door, a teasing tone laced its way into the words as she stood there, hoping to be let inside.