highclass-seungri:
Well, getting food out of people is always my intention /laughs/
Heh, that’s sneaky.. but I do that sometimes too, though it usually doesn’t work that well, they just fired it back at me, and I’m the victim.

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highclass-seungri:
Well, getting food out of people is always my intention /laughs/
Heh, that’s sneaky.. but I do that sometimes too, though it usually doesn’t work that well, they just fired it back at me, and I’m the victim.
highclass-seungri:
Oh come on! At least buy me food then? /grins/
/he raises his brows in amusement; aren't we supposed to be working out here? Why are we gettin food instead? Is that your intention from the start? /he cackles, crossing his arms;
highclass-seungri
Once again, Zinger was dragged back into Seoul Psychiatric, zip ties on her hands and a sneer on her face. She just wanted to get a little shopping done before the Jeju foray. That was all. They were making such a big deal out of absolutely nothing. She didn’t even do anything illegal this time. Just blew some money. But, blah blah blah sentence, blah blah violation, blah consequences. She was tuning out Hana’s P.O., attention already being pulled to the kid that visited Jiyong all the time, standing by the lobby chairs. Getting a good look at him, she recognized him alright and, of course, had mischief on her mind. After she was forced to sit down and the P.O went off to take care of things leaving her, “under the supervision of the nurses,” Zinger started to play, throwing her voice toward the back in front of her.
“Well, well, if I had known it was good ol’ Mr. Lee coming to visit that wuss all the time my opinion of his usefulness would have changed. Then again, I doubt he’s doing any good for you, is he?”
highclass-seungri:
You can workout with me! I need a workout buddy.
Ah but I’m just too lazy..... /lets out a deep sigh;
highclass-seungri :
Too lazy to even get up for food? Aish. You’re already skinny enough as it is.
/he laughs; despite being skinny, I actually eat a lot. I just have a fast metabolism. I don’t need diet. /he nods with a small grin;
Hey! Hyung!
Ayo ri! What’s up boy?
highclass-seungri
Hana had noticed the guy waiting in the lobby for Jiyong before and had thought it was Seunghyun before getting a closer look. They had similar features but this guy was a bit thinner, and they didn't have the same eyes. They were both dark but his seemed apprehensive and she couldn't figure out if it was his own apprehension or a warning to everyone who approached him. But, he was there again today, apparently waiting for Jiyong. Hana wasn't sure if he knew that Jiyong had been in the ICU and she wasn't sure if Jiyong was actually out or not. So, against the warnings and fears going off in her head, she approached him, still at a bit of a distance, nervously pulling her sleeves over her hands.
"You-you're a friend of Jiyongie's, right?"
Hey, so I know we met once, when I wanted to get permission to take Ji out.. Just thought I'd say hi, check back in..
Oh, hi there! Yes, yes, I remember you! How have you been doing?