#iamkoh

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❤ ┊ She was SOAKED. She’s sure there’s at least a few centimeters of water at the bottom of her sneakers, her hair clumping together from the amount of water clinging and bunching the long strands together. She doesn’t even quite remember how long she’d been in the rain, regaining her conscious sense of self moments after tripping over a curb and receiving some broken skin marks along the inside of her palm ( scrapes that stung to the touch ). Luckily for her, it would heal right up, and it did so as soon as the cab pulled over quickly after she hailed it to her. 

❝ I am very sorry for getting the seat wet, ❞ she tells him sincerely, a sniffle or two escaping as she combs her fingers through her hair to try and separate the matted strands. She finds a scrap of paper from the bottom of her purse after a minute or two of rummaging, handing the barely salvaged message to him.

 ❝ I need to go there, please, ❞ she mumbles, sitting back and buckling herself up. Her state of mind is a bit gone at the moment, not seemingly able to communicate better than handing the other a flimsy paper with an address on it. Shivering a bit as she feels her jaw clench, teeth chattering. 

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Self pity, it’s what you’re best at right Kyle? So why not drown your sorrows in booze. At least even in your drunken stupor though you managed to call a taxi up. Opening the door as he saw the cab slowly pull up to the curb for him a cheeky grin pulled at his lips. “Thanks for picking me up baby.” If one thought he was a flirt when sober give him a few drinks then see how is he. He was a fuckboy on a whole other level when drunk, it was quite surprising actually. Forgetting to buckle his seat belt he leaned forward to get a good look at the other, a few giggles slipping out. “This is a secret so shhhh. But to be honest I’d totally bone you.” Voice softened to a whisper as if there was someone else in the car besides the two of them. But oh how the truth manages to come out when he’s drunk. Hopefully he’ll just forget this all by morning.

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@iamkoh liked for a lyric starter here song: hold me tight - bts

“without you, i can’t breathe,” meilin all but whispers, her hands gripping on to the other’s arm. it wasn’t uncommon for the girl to breakdown like this - all this fame coming so quickly, she didn’t know how to handle it. after all, she was still so young to be so well known. “i’m nothing without you.”