#jabeoms

[sujiroll]

“You look just like the princess… only dirty.” / welcome to hd!

It definitely was not the way she had hoped for; a rekindling of former Label mates meeting just after her scheduled photoshoots. She was rushing to run out and meet him; her dress still in place from the series of Hi-Mart photos taken for their advertisements that were seen all over the streets of Seoul. Changing into something more comfortable wasn’t exactly an option seeing as how time was ticking to it’s last digits and he had been waiting for some time now. “Oppa!” She calls out with her arm stretched up as far as it could go to signal that she was now on her way over to his car. Tall stilettos weren’t the smartest things to run out in because luck doesn’t seem to be on her side as one wrong step is all it takes for her to come down to the ground in a safe fashion. Her hands are stretched out to catch herself from falling flat on her stomach, but lo and behold her dress becomes dirty at the fringe, really just resulting into embarrassed laughs on her own part. “I’m fine, I’m fine!” She assures him as she rises from the ground and looks back in hopes no one but him had seen. His comment is a typical remark in her opinion from someone that’s originally from overseas. Defensively so, she’s looking down at the dirt on the yellow material and groans quietly in hopes there was a way to change or perhaps get the smear out. “Cinderella was one too at some point in time. Ack..does it look that bad. Maybe I should’ve just changed while I was inside...” Her bag is in her hold, the articles of clothing that were more appropriate folded neatly in her duffle bag. “Yeah that would’ve made more sense...” 

[jeonhyosunq-blog]

"Is that snow?"

“Isn’t it cute?” Eyes are brightened from the lighting provided by the tiny village on display that was part of Christmas decorations. Encased in a dome like structure which kept intruders from ruining or possibly trying to be mischievous and move something out of place, it was also needed for the artificial snow that came down in generous amounts for a more winter wonderland effect. “How do they even get these things to work..?” Trying hard to decipher the way the structure was composed and set up, her eyes are growing wider as she stares in absolute awe. “Where do I sign up to have one of these in my house?”

[sohaenami-blog]

Sheena was on stage, gripping the mic -- her shades hide her eyes from the world. Fear dripped off her of every second that went by. But once the beat drop, she was home. “I walk with a melody , I talk with a beat -- all you bitches be hating but you don’t faze me. I put my money where my mouth is , you put your mouth where his knees is . So shut the fuck up and mind your own busi-ness -- who said a female can’t be an MC? all you lame ass rapper just mad cuz you can’t give  the D. ha -- i stay on my hustle cuz my money is my time . y’all be flavor flava and i’ll be busting yo ryhme -- " Her voice was becoming one with the beat as her fear was no longer with her -- this was the thing she was meant to do -- even as a kid she knew all she wanted to be was a rapper. “ lights on me, eyes on me, heats on me -- in all black but I’m still cold -- baddest bitch in here you know -- you’re the player but i’m the game changer -- beast mode.  a prodigy with my lines -- most dope.  going lyrical master on your ass -- oh no! am i going to fast? let me drop the beat, slow it down for you so take a seat. watch the queen conquer, turn your bitches into mince meat. i’m a butch - her , you can be my pork chop -- take you to a chop shop . calling me ugly but bitch i don’t need no photo shops.  this is my black ops,  i aim to kill -- i might be ill. let me plead insanity -- nahhh this is just my reality,  not my fault when my lyrics cause another fatality -- mortal combat.  your homies be yelling finish her! but my lines so dope it’s the finisher. im pretty sure you’re finished so drop your mic bow to your sensei -- but that’s alright you can try again another day.” 

She finished her rap and went to the bar when one of her friends came by with an unfamiliar face. “Yeah -- who’s this?” She asked turning to face the new person. “Who you?”

 ( @jaboems​ )