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[hacuns]

     —  IT  WAS  THE  START  OF  A  NEW  YEAR  which meant that haeun’s blog currently was full of yearly favourite’s and best of’s, as almost all of december had been some sort of filler month, with a bit of christmas sprinkled in the middle. she always liked the beginning of a new year, and the new beginnings they entailed. it was filled with promise.

haeun had just finished up a small interview with an up and coming designer ( apparently colour blocking would come back with a bang ) and was now finishing the coffee she had bought for their meeting. she always liked going over her notes before wrapping up. but, before she could do so, someone rudely interrupted her process. her brows furrowed in a deep frown, and before the person had managed to get too comfortable, she leaned forward, eyes still on the notes in front of her.

“excuse me, but that seat is taken.”

[hnvri-blog]

✕        ╱        it was humid. the streets glistened, a thin layer over the asphalt made the neon lights glisten even more vividly, burning against her retina. it made everything seem distant, and surreal -- it made her think one again that it was her reality. she blew a cloud of smoke; not a fan of smoking, but it was for the jittery nerves; or simply for killing the time. not a fan, but she would abide for it, if it meant not having an idle mind to deal with. she sat on her car’s hood, the cold material making her silk dress stick against her thighs -- humid. another cloud of smoke. “ it’s going to rain soon. ” she spoke to no one, in particular. she didn’t expect to make a conversation out of it, either, she just said it -- that simple. “ can’t you fucking feel it? it’s always this disgusting before it rains. ”

[vbyun-blog]

⌜ OPEN ⌟ °. ♠︎ — THE TIRES ON VINCENT'S CAR squealed and screeched against the charcoal pavement, while an overwhelming stench of burning rubber and a trail of smoke following behind him. he hit the handbrake as he made a sharp turn around an intersection, pulling the car into a drift. it was just then that he hit the brakes to stop the car and jerked forward in his seat at the sight of a jaywalker. "HEY!” he yelled, immediately jumping out of the car and walking towards the person he almost ran over. "hey, you!" he yelled again, slamming the door. his face contorted into an angry expression, out of irritability, though a hint of concern was present. usually he was always in a good mood when he had a chance to drift along macau’s streets, find a race here or there. but simply put, he didn’t like it when people got in his way. he felt his rest and relaxation had been interrupted, and the person that stood in front of him in the street was now responsible. “what’s wrong with you? jumping into the fucking street like that. you want me to kill you? is that it?” vincent asked sarcastically, lowering his voice.

[kwcnyvri-blog]

           — IT WAS A TYPICAL EVENING for yuri kwon. she found herself at yet another lavish cocktail party with some of the biggest names in all of the big industries of the city. politicians, business men, and starlets all mingled and laughed from their positions on top of the world. her gown glittered as she moved about the room, catching everyone’s attention even if only for a split second as she walked by. she nodded in recognition at the vice president of a big pharmaceutical company ( yuri made a mental note to greet him on behalf of her brother later on ) before another familiar face caught her eye near the bar. now this was not a face she had been expecting to see tonight. yuri reached the bar without addressing the other, choosing instead to order a drink from the bartender first before acknowledging the other. “ fancy meeting you here. is this some sort of special occasion ? ”