⚠ ya girl kim goeun @cxgo

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⚠ ya girl kim goeun @cxgo
luftmensch.
luft·mensch (n) refers to someone who is a bit of a dreamer, and literally means “air person”
@cxgo
kind bosses. mean bosses. hovering bosses. never-there bosses. tyrant bosses. doormat bosses. yuna’s had them all. but it’s the park taejoon’s and ji sungjoon’s of the world that she’s used to. that she prefers. what makes them tick, what they look for in an employee—it was nothing she couldn’t handle,
or figure out over a cup of coffee.
( a l o n e )
a good percent of the time, yuna got what she wanted. that is, no bosses, no coworkers, no one to bother her when the clock struck noon for lunch. yet kim goeun, for some reason, couldn’t take a hint. oblivious couldn’t even begin to describe her current boss; goeun was beyond that.
really, for all her years as a linguistics student, was there even a word around to explain kim goeun’s existence? a word to accurately express the sinking feeling she got in her stomach at the e-mail that shouted back at her with what yuna found was an unnecessary number of exclamation marks and capitals?
at a split-second glance, the e-mail looked important. it was even flagged! ...that had been her first mistake. trusting a computer instead of her own eyes.
she’d assumed, then, that the e-mail had something to do with the deadline they needed to meet before the end of the day. after all, the nonsense that goeun usually pestered her with normally didn’t touch her work e-mail. and that was her second mistake. thinking that her superior would stop at just texts. goeun never just stopped at any one thing when she got started.
yuna silenced her phone today for that very reason—and sure enough, after pulling it out of her bag, the screen was filled top to bottom with texts from her boss.
now for how frivolous goeun might have been, she wasn’t stupid, yuna granted her that. goeun knew that with a deadline looming over their heads, she would be glued to her computer all day. which lead to this—a lunch invite. over e-mail.
and only four hours left until—
she gritted her teeth. only f o u r hours. and pinched the bridge of her nose. if it appeased her, so be it....as long as it got her working once this ‘bonding exercise’ was over.
anyway, there wasn’t any rule around that dictated how long lunch had to be. ten minutes sounded like enough time to her.
kwon yuna to: kim goeun re: !!!!!!!
..please tell me you’re at least almost done. actually, never mind, don’t answer that. i’ll meet you there in five.
✆♣☠
send ✆ for a morning text
7:16am
( kkt ⇢ goeun ) hey, there’s a meeting tmr at 9 to finalise some stuff and fine-tune the details
( kkt ⇢ goeun ) oh that was meant to send last night ( kkt ⇢ goeun ) sorry ( kkt ⇢ goeun ) but the meeting’s still at 9 later
send ♣ for a text not meant for you
( kkt ⇢ goeun ) yeah, that’s why i pushed forth the deadline by 2 weeks( kkt ⇢ goeun ) i can’t risk that happening again
( kkt ⇢ goeun ) … wrong chat ( kkt ⇢ goeun ) anyway different deadline, yours is still next week
send ☠ for a misguided advice text
( kkt ⇢ goeun ) tequila helps, trust me ( kkt ⇢ goeun ) either you lose the cold or you forget about it ( kkt ⇢ goeun ) i mean… since it can’t get any worse than it already is
on second thought @cxgo
( ‘ a good two hours into this wednesday morning and he’s already deadset on the idea that he’s already in for a shitshow of a day—as far as he knows, there’s a good reason why it’s the proverbial middle finger of the week, and the chronology of one bad thing after another has not been helping ) ( ‘ thirty minutes haven’t passed since the latest disaster—an intern fabulously managing to spill piping hot coffee onto the entire stack of edited drafts—when his steps come into vicinity near goeun’s desk, the cloud that looms thick overhead is as prominent as the half scowl that seems to be permanently traced in ) ( ‘ there’s a faint nod for a greeting, and he slides the article over, where a growing pile is already beginning to take form on top of the table )