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dddnnnmrn replied to your post:He sneaks up behind her, tapping her shoulder...
He grins cheekily, “Oh, Sulli-ah!” he greets her, “Hey, I didn’t even see you there! What’s up, huh?”
"Right," she winces at him, folding her arms. "Oppa, you did that, didn't you?"
He sneaks up behind her, tapping her shoulder lightly and holding his finger out at level with her cheek.
Feeling a tap on her shoulder, her first instinct is to turn her head around. As soon as she did, her cheek was met with the poke of the person's finger. Frowning upon the little prank, she turned her body around to look at the person, but was however surprised by who he was. "Wooyoung oppa!" she gasped, shaking her head before giving him a frown, jutting her lips out slightly.
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Purple: 10 facts about my muse’s room.
Her room is somehow clean. With almost nothing untouched, it feels like no one really spends time there, but the floor is constantly covered with music sheets scattered on its surface. That’s probably the only mess she makes.
There’s a big teddy bear sitting near the window. It is sometimes moved near the bed table or behind the door, but its main place remains by the window.
A lie slips while mentioning the first fact… Her room looks clean in comparison to her closet. When she is in a hurry and is overwhelmed with schedules, there seems to be a tornado that passed by in her wardrobe…
The curtains of her windows are rarely spread out. She leaves them attached on both sides, preferring the sunlight or moonlight to shed in her room.
Her room is majorly studio ghibli themed. She has many stuffed Totoros and other stuffed characters from various studio ghibli movies.
Aside from having too many stuffed animated characters and animals to keep her company, there’s a corner reserved for a her guitars (which is next to the giant teddy bear) and a corner reserved for her husky and duck (a huge basket with a fuzzy rounded carpet underneath it and several toys around).
Her room is white, colored with all the extras.
Snacks can be found a bit everywhere. She tends to have candies in her drawers… just in case she is in need of sugar to keep herself awake and is lazy to go to the kitchen.
Junhee always has several pictures on her bed table. She hasn’t found the time to visualize how to decorate her room with them.
On her desk, there’s a lot of stationery, her laptop often hidden underneath.
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Wooyoung always found it fascinating, staring outside of the MBC building’s upper floor window or whatever company they were at prior to going on stage, seeing the crowd gathering beneath them waiting to get inside. He knew not all the fans were there to see his group in particular, but it was amazing nonetheless. Pulling his hands off of the glass, he’s shocked when he feels his elbow make contact with that of the woman passing behind him.
Turning to look at her, his eyes widen to see that she was already bowing to him in apology, Wooyoung himself doing the same briefly before waving both of his hands at her, chuckling a bit in embarrassment, "No, no, you’re fine, no need for that," he reassures her.
"Yeah…" he turns to look outside the window once more, "I thought I’d be used to it by now, but it still amazes me sometimes."
Straightening herself back up from the bow, Irene had always been polite around her superiors. She felt relief at his response to their accidental meeting. "Ah, thank you....I think!" She chuckles a bit nervously, nodding. "I know the feeling. Even if it's still new to me." She quirks up a tone. "You never know what fans will flood towards next."
Before she could continue to give her thoughts, an introduction may have been more formal into speaking with a not-a-stranger, stranger. "My name's Irene." Offering a hand.
