#hyexrin

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'Loserin' did you have to ask your mom for that comeback

No, because my mom’s a nice lady and she wouldn’t insult you. That insult was all me, because I ain’t afraid to CALL THEM HOW I SEE THEM, LOSERIN.

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“O-oh– excuse me-?” Yebin called out to the woman, trying to catch her attention. “Excuse me, you’ve just dropped this--!” Sure, she could have just pocketed the money and walked away, but her own conscience would never allow her to live it down.

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Henry makes a face, defeat written all over it — but also, amusement. Out of his group of friends, he's the only one who's still somewhat sober. After all, he's an idol and has to try keeping a clean image in public — even though no one ever caught him at this club, whether fans nor journalists or anything the like. The young man lost a bet to his friends, and now he must approach the next person who enters the bar and buy them a drink — no matter who it is, and without revealing why he's doing it. "Oh man," Henry says and rubs his hand across the side of his face, stifling a laugh. "Okay, alright, I got this." When he gets up from their table and approaches the club's entrance, he can still hear his friends cheering him on — but their cheers and laughter soon get drowned out by the loud music filling his surroundings. It only takes a few moments until someone, a young woman he doesn't recognize right away, enters the club — and without thinking, Henry grabs her arm to stop her. "Hey," he shouts, leaning just a little closer, "can I buy you a drink?"

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I'd tell you a chemistry joke but I know I wouldn't get a reaction.

Ooh I see what you did there , but have you heard about that chemist who was reading a book about helium? He just couldn’t put it down.

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( hyexrin )

Inhaling in loudly with a frown tugging down at the corner of her lips, Hyelyn found herself letting out a loud huff ‘’Do we really have to though..I-It’s just a small bruise–I got plenty during trainee days this is barely anything..’’ quietly the girl grumbled as she glanced down at her knee while sitting down on the ground, even though the bruise wasn’t all that serious she couldn’t deny that it did need at least a tad bit of cleaning up but really what bothered the most was the stinging part ‘’……Won’t water work just as well??’’ @hyexrin

“If it was just a bruise then it wouldn’t sting like this--” he argued with her, knelt down right in front of her, dabbing at the small injury with a alcohol-laced cotton bud. “Okay, but stop moving around. It’ll hurt more if you squirm,” he continued on, peering up at her. All this whining, he groaned softly, leaning in a bit closer to lightly blow against the stinging area. “You’re like a child, I swear,” he chuckled before standing back, reaching a hand out to her, “Come on. Up, up!”

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“ i’m way too scared to fall. ”

SOURCE: 007 STATUS: NO LONGER ACCEPTING

“Dont’ be daft, I’m right here! I won’t let you fall. YOU CAN DO IT, YOU CAN DO IT!”Encouragement is delivered in high-pitched cheers that could only be deciphered by dolphins. In the darkness of a winter’s night nothing can compete with the noises she creates (other than the howling winds, and even then they remain pale in comparison). Frozen fingers ghost around the ankle’s of the other and Hyoseong is enamoured by the oddity of the situation. Hyerin, with red splotched cheeks and a fine puff of mist shrouding her face with every laboured breath, hangs clumsily from monkey bars. Surely the bars were icy and would leave a burning sensation against the younger's palm -- and although it had been years since she had acquainted herself with the ancient art of a playground game that was more distress than delight, Hyoseong was more than familiar with the painful sensation -- yet, no sympathy could be sought in her stance. Parks are, funnily enough, a safe haven to the idol. During trainee days, whenever times got tough or discords between the girls arose (the instigators often herself and Hana, whilst Jieun and Sunhwa almost always remained the peace keepers), her short legs would always carry her to a single destination: this park. Even after debut and in betwixt the business of idol life, whenever nightfall and a heavy burden fell upon her she'd retreat; swinging idly or perched up on the top of the monkey bars, the queen of the midnight plaza. It had never occurred to her to show another her little piece of paradise, not until now. What a waste of potential memories brimmed with nothing but melancholy and mirth. Well, never is it too late to change the course of one's choices. Frankly, she hadn't envisioned it to turn out as such; but, anyone who hadn't mastered this art and had the audacity to enter a playground -- well, Hyoseong was having none of that. Perhaps she should've forgotten such insignificant factors and enjoyed the company. That's just not how she ticks though. "You're almost at the end!" She interjects, ducking slightly to avoid an artless kick to the face. It's enthralling, watching another learn skills from childhood that seems like lifetimes ago, but as exhilarating as the whole thing was, it does not last long. Warning bells present themselves as a shrill shriek and by the time the short, shaking soul glances up and tightens her grip around thin ankles, it's too late. Hyerin drops. And she takes Hyoseong down with her. Together, in a heap of giggling silliness and small grazes, she is grateful. This is a memory in the making, and how she treasures it so! Even if, at the minute, she's unsure of if it'll result in peeing her pants or possibly asphyxiation due to the uncontrollable erupting of laughter.