#choiyuko

[baehyvnn-blog]

［ ✉ ➝ Chococat ］ : I know where you live.

{ sms to Yukolody: } And I know where you live..{ sms to Yukolody: } I miss being your roomie. 

[praedivm]

"Did you wash your hands?"

"Did I wash— O’course I did.."

[; Chandler frowns at the question, because of course he washed his hands. He always washed his hands. But he glanced down and— oh. His nails, tinted brown underneath from the soil and earth from the work he had just finished before he decided to come out for a change. He never did seem to remember that dirt could get underneath his nails, but it wasn’t ever a problem when he was home alone. Other people couldn’t take notice of the way his hands had been worn down, calloused, cracked, and dirtied from all the hard work he put in day by day— it was, to say the least, a bit embarrassing to be caught with dirt under his nails by the city folk when he was an adult. Grinning sheepishly, he drew his hands back, dropping them to his sides as he shrugs. ]

                                                 ”I washed them, honestly. But it’s easy to forget about the nails… at least, for me.”

[machaerie]

choiyuko:

She has herself inclined against the couch, one leg overlapping the other and the palms of her hands pressed together. The side of her positioned hands was pressed against her lips and one of her brows gradually quirked upon the storytelling. She wasn’t quite sure how to describe into words. “Well…” She was ready to put in her two cents. “It was.. It was interesting. I’ll give you that.”

Charm had to let out a soft chuckle at that, not in a mocking way, just because it seemed as if the other girl did not want to actually be honest. Honesty was what she was expecting though. She hadn't enjoyed a single bit of it, she was even already regretting having dragged her down just for ending up this disappointed. The end did not make sense, nothing did.

"Interesting in a want to strangle myself way if you ask me." She bent to pick up the bowl of chips that was empty now, a habit of cleaning after her son already making her pick up everything that would need to be taken to the kitchen. "Jihoo got the better deal here, sleep over bad movies." 

[kimellinor]

"I’m never showing my face to the outside world again."

"Oh, don't be so dramatic," she says in reply, giving you a quick roll of the eyes. Really, she has to admit, she understands where you're coming from. If she'd slipped and fallen on her ass out in public as you had earlier that day, she'd have been too mortified with herself to ever show her face again. But she supposes that what you need right now is a little pick-me-up, and not plain agreement. "It wasn't really that bad. It's not like so many people saw you."

[0404miho]

✆☎ø

Send “✆” for a morning text. 

[ text  » choiyuko ] Good morning, i know it’s a little early but could you look after meatballs while i’m filming?

Send “☎” for a rushed text. 

[ text  » choiyuko ] Yes, see u at our table in 30 min.

Send “ø” for a late night text.

[ text  » choiyuko ] I know it’s 4am but i thought maybe you wanna go eat some pizza? 

[pxsora]

"Hey I like your— is that a doughnut?"

"Want one?" She asked with a smile, extending out the box towards her. "I just bought them for a friend, but I’m sure she wouldn’t be mad at me for sharing— I hope so." She furrowed her brows a bit, getting lost in her thoughts for a second before shaking her head. "So?" she said, waiting for the other to grab one of the sweets.