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WELCOME YOUR NEW NEIGHBOR!
Antique Bookstore Owner Catarina ʜᴀs ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇx!
renting flat #216, a one-bedroom apartment.
HISTORY : GUIDELINES : TENANTS
{ -- gypsyxmoon -- }
A book in hand and her tea cooling on the counter. Another typical afternoon for the store owner, slender fingers ghosting to the edge of the page before she turned to another page. The clinking of the bell up front signaled a customer but the nymph was too engrossed with her book, eyes lingering a few more sentences on her recent read before she tore her eyes away, hearing the familiar voice come close.
A smile instantly painted her features, “Jaekyung, I wasn’t expecting you’d be visiting today…” She had expected that the female would be camped in the studio or is practicing since it was still rather early. Marking her page she stored it below her counter, “Oh, a surprise? Well that’s a surprise on itself,” Cat could only chuckle before she pulled out of her counter to fully accommodate her loyal customer, a cheeky grin on her lips as she tried to examine what it is. “What is it?”
Dark beady eyes scan the shop when her smile, the one she carried along on her way there, increased. She took a tiny, tender glimps of the other woman before supressing a soft chuckle, fingers which were curled around a slightly dust, old-looking book, that she places on the countertop immediately. "Well, a lot of things we don't think would happen, do, am I right?" Grinning, her head tilted to the slightest, looking around. "See this?" Her gaze fixated on the book, chin motioning it gently. "I went through some old stuff... nana's stuff, and well-- I found this. I don't really like this genre, but I know you like old books so..." With a shrug, Jaekyung let their gazes meet which resulted in her smile turning into an effete grin. "You don't have to take it, though."
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Send me “🎵” for lyrics to a song that I think fit the relationship between our muses.
I get out of bed at half past ten phone up a friend who’s a party animal Turn on the news and drink some tea Maybe if you’re with me we’ll do some shopping One day I’ll read or learn to drive a car If you pass the test, you can beat the rest but I don’t like to compete or talk street, street, street I can pick up the best from the party animal
I was faced with a choice at a difficult age Would I write a book? Or should I take to the stage? But in the back of my head I heard distant feet Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat It’s not a crime when you look the way you do the way I like to picture you When I get home, it’s late at night I pour a drink and watch the fight Turn off the TV, look at a book pick up the phone, fix some food Maybe I’ll sit up all night and day waiting for the minute I hear you say…
❝Can the heart truly turn black?❞
He let out a soft snort, still looking at the dark street in front of him. His gaze was glued to the empty darkness, as if he tried to dig a hole in it and release the light, if only the could be some. His mind was blank and he didn't even mind to repeat the question over and over again in his head. He didn't knew an answer, or did he... He probably didn't, even if it was pretty obvious. The answer.
But he thought that maybe female didn't ask it, asking for a proper, logical answer, which was obvious for her, too. That was for sure. Maybe the question had several own meaning, as well as an answer could have.
He finally closed his eyes, turning his head toward her and opening his eyes again, now starring into her eyes. He kept quiet for a moment, before he asked her a question. "Have you even loved? Truly? Once?" He titled his head to the side a bit, still staring into her eyes. "And have you ever had your heart broken?"
⟪" She's my 'Girlfriend' actually " | Ezra & Catarina
gypsyxmoon
MMCA,Seoul
Contemporary art exhibition or translated obviously as another day filled with canvas hung from the walls or transparent strings. Captions and labels neatly placed under the work of art or other words placed on a proper stand not too far from the extravagant masterpiece. To him the sight could not get any better than it is,the faint scent of wood from the large scale carving upon his eyes,the attractive shade of colors combined into one canvas and not counting the smaller scale art such as unique vases and more other. Ezra had been observing the area for more than an hour now with so much to see and so much to learn about. This could surely improve more of his knowledge on this area of work,it is indeed a wise decision for his father to force him out of his nature to learn the ways of the family business.
While his eyes were busy scattered and jumping from one piece to another distracted also from the soft lounge music playing in the background,his phone began to vibrate from his right pocket the slim object fitting in the smooth texture of his pants. The caller ID is definitely familiar being his younger sister,her calls weren't surprising though he felt an unexplainable lump inside as if he knows the consequence of picking it up. Deciding to trust himself he hesitantly tapped the end call button only to receive another call. 'Must be urgent' he thought. Deciding to pick up he then began to speak.
"What is it Flo,"
"Ezra did you know mom is flying over and- she's going to uh"
"Going to what?"
"Remember? girlfriend?"
That struck him almost immediately. Having so many sisters and him being the oldest and a male,his parents had high expectations and one aside from work is of course 'women'. It wouldn't have been a problem of course if he did not promise them a significant other the next time they meet and seeing as they didn't have any intention to inform him this must be another surprise."Why did you not tell me earlier? when is her flight where is she?" The male asked startled as his both feet began to motion out of the place leaving the field work behind and hurrying to his car. The younger female on the other side had another one of his sister on the call providing information then as soon as he received all the details the car then began to hurry to the only female he knew would help him. They weren't close enough like the members of the pack though she's one he trusts. His hand then reached for the phone pressing down her number quite fast out of a minor panic.
"Catarina..i need your help"
"Meteor."
Meteor: What makes you feel alive?
"There’s a lot i suppose…Sex, Power, Having a good time with my friends, affection, beautiful sceneries"
"Moan"
Twenty-Two: Our muses have sex in an unconventional place