salted wounds || chaerin&cheonsa
@jjxcheonsa
It was very, very, very rare for Chaerin to find herself in a restaurant like this. The food was known to be good and the place was always busy, but everything was so fattening and deep fried and just the thought of it made Chaerin feel ill, but even she couldn’t fight off all her cravings and desires. The chubby little girl that she used to be still held power over her in that sense.
Just a small amount is okay Chaerin-ah, she tried to reassure herself as she stood in the line, waiting for her turn. You can work it off later. You will work it off later.
She looked up at the menu, trying to decide what would be the most harmless thing to eat here. It looked as though the restaurant was short staffed as the young girl behind the counter was running back and forth prepping the food and taking orders as well.
Good, she thought to herself. This is good. There’s no rush. She finally decided on what to get and while she waited to give her order, her mind was already thinking of the ways to work off what she was about to consume. Should she go for a run? Should she head to the gym? Maybe go for a run and go to the gym? She nodded to herself as she thought of the last option. That was definitely the best idea to make sure she burned off all the calories she was about to consume.