#joorista

[inhyelation]

@joorista​

( sms: 원이 ) jooooo  ( sms: 원이 ) how much longer? ( sms: 원이 ) it’s too high up here, and i’m pretty sure part of this isn’t even legal ( sms: 원이 ) hurry ㅠㅠㅠ

[eldorvdo-blog]

☾ ☼ ☂ for yulhee!

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☾ Sleeping habits

↳ her sister seunghee always tells her it’s weird that she loves to sleep without the covers on, but even in the winter (unless it’s really cold inside) yulhee tends to sleep on top of them, rather than underneath them. nacho, her guide dog, usually sleeps at the foot of her bed.

☼ Favorite time of day

↳ right after she wakes up! she loves the morning because it’s a new start to a new day and it’s full of new possibilities. 

☂ Favorite weather

↳ she’s pretty much comfortable in all weather, though the fall season tend to have the best weather in her opinion. she likes it when it’s starting to get chilly but it’s not freezing cold yet and there isn’t snow for her to trip on. that’s ideal to her. she’s fine even when it’s absolutely frigid, though. she tends to adapt really well to any climate. it’s just that getting around for her can be a bit tricky when there’s ice around.

[haebxtna]

"I've just had a near death experience and i’m craving some lasagna."

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          There are more ways than one that could convince her ofhow overly dramatic his claim is.

         First, maybe if the liquid beads adorning his face weresmears of crimson instead, then it could be a better proof.

         Second, maybe if his clothing is rather ragged, and notas kempt as he always had on himself, then it would’ve pass as being mobbed, orbeing almost hit by a car, or any near-death experience he claims.

         Third, maybe if Haebitna doesn’t know how monstrous hisappetite is then she would’ve believed how being on the brink of death wouldmake one crave for food, of all things.

           So it doesn’t surprise her at all to see this man racinghis way towards the diner, dropping his words rather quickly before occupying aseat close to the counter. It only garners a chuckle from her, followed by aquick command to the chef inside the kitchen. One order of Lasagna. 8282! Surely the chef on duty already knew whocame. Whenever Haebitna urges him to hasten preparing the orders, it only meanttwo things: either the diner was packed, or that one of their favorite patronshas come along. The former is a rare occurrence, so he knew it is the latter. Got that, Hae ssi. A quick response anda reply she needs before tying her red, ruffle-lined apron.

         Haebitna doesn’t dig his overstatement, although it wasevident with his heavy breathing of how strained he is. Is it hunger again? Perhaps, but his countenance tells herotherwise. Part of it is hunger, she’s sure. Heis always hungry, but she knows there’s more. It isn’t the first time hehad dashed and crashed the diner with the same look anyway.

         “You’re always craving.” Haebitna greets him, a glassof cold water offered to ease the weariness he has. She sits at a stool acrossfrom him, still on the inner side of the counter as she waits for his lasagnato be cooked. It’ll just take a few minutes, and in the few minutes she couldstall him for a moment. “So tell me, what are these near death experiences youjust had? What adventures did you just landed on? Did you skateboard in themiddle of a highway? Is it another odd job?” Whatexciting story does he have in store?