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"Help! Someone help me!"

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The calling of a feminine voice made Sungyeol lift his gaze from the mobile device he had in hands and search for the owner of the voice. Was he just hearing things or...? "Miss?", he walked a little, searching for the other. "Miss, are you alright?"

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Regardless she figured it best to assure him that she had no intentions of harming the male, quite the opposite actually. “I won’t hurt you any further. I just want to help. If it were the other way around you’d want to help too right? It’s just common decency. I promise if you let me help you, I won’t bother you anymore. Please?” It was uncharacteristic for Ji Hyun to actually beg someone to do something for her, come to think of it, it was uncharacteristic of her to ask for anyone to do anything for her in the first place. However, this situation called for it; she couldn’t physically force him to seek out help after all. He was another human being, not an object.

When that didn’t work she used the next method as a last resort- appealing to the man’s want to be polite. Or, a trait she assumed he had. Whether it’d work or not depending on whether or not he cared that she’d perceive him as rude. “You know, it’s really rude to ignore people,” she stated with a firm nod before tugging on his wrist once more. “If you don’t come, I’m just going to stay here and hassle you and then we both might be in danger,” she moved herself until she was in his line of vision then, her gaze meeting his own, “if you don’t believe me, try me,” she concluded. It was true, the female was stubborn and most of the time it was to her detriment but maybe, just maybe it might actually pay off right now.

Delusional? Did she just called him delusional? As far as he knows, he's too far from that, Suho may be weird in a sense but he holds that something that some other people don't--intelligence, and he's not even speaking just because his ego is too high but he's speaking of the truth. Nonetheless, he licks his lips with a small smile creeping across his lips; he thinks she's utterly adorable with her concerned expression and her gentle gestures as if he's a fragile boy who always need to be nourished with love, affection and care; he doesn't even know where to start but it's quite funny to bear in his mind.

He adjusts the roses in hand, prodding the frame of his glasses to push against the bridge of his nose because he's basically looking at her blurred face and he can't seem to find that right angle of her face that he wants to see--not that he's trying to hit on her or anything in particular, he's just curious, on who this little girl who seem to be concerned with his being instead of her own.

Suho's quite puzzled, in all honestly he has never met someone who could possibly be too aggressive for their own good, especially not a woman who suddenly takes a stranger's wrist to hers as she urges him to follow her as she states something about Suho couldn't even muster about. He heaves off a sigh, knowing that he can't even say no, how could he? When she's all too fierce and somewhat dragging him along the way as she kept her pace as shallow and stern even before he could possibly pull away. So Suho stays in his pace, holding the bouquet in his arms as he follows her lead, shrugging his shoulders as sullenly as possible.

"Nothing's easy in this world, little girl, everyone knows that." His voice is a little taunting, not that he means any harm but he knows the world probably more than her parents, grandparents and more of those ancestors that lived with him through the years of his existence. He's not even basically there, at that moment--he's supposed to be hiding inside his mansion because there are people who are ought to get him but what is a King without stubbornness and without a playful side with them? "Oh come on, you and I both know I'm stronger than you think I am." He rolls his eyes playfully, heaving off a silent sigh by the sudden assertiveness of her voice which he find somewhat endearing for a woman in her age, with an adorable face that seem to resemble a child. "I'm not ignoring you, I'm critically thinking. You're one hard headed girl who seem to want to get whatever she wants, but too bad--I ain't like those people who will give in that easily."

[khunxit]

If you're old... I'm not far behind. Well, time to purchase that zimmer frame for my next birthday. To be honest though, I'm pretty fabulous for being an almost relic. -The female burst out laughing then, burying her face in her hands as she snorted, face turning bright red after she'd done so from embarrassment.-

We must go zimmer frame shopping together! That would be great and we can get old together. /laughs loudly; 

[choupixing]

"Do I want to have insurance?" She repeated, a small laugh following the question. "I’m sorry," she quickly followed up with. It had become evident that he was trying to escape the hole he’d dug for himself as soon as he’d stated that he wasn’t trying to sell her something when it was painfully obvious that he really was. She appreciated that every body had a job to do— it was just unfortunate that the man on the other end of the line had to cold call people and often got either complained at or outright ignored and hung up on. 

One thing was for sure though, whilst she was not an expert on sales she knew that the pitch he’d put forward to her wasn’t great. Running a hand over her face, she sighed softly. “Let me make you a deal,” she began, front teeth nipping at her lips slightly as she contemplated whether her idea would work, or if he’d even take her up on the offer. But, if you didn’t try you didn’t know. “This might sound rude, but I don’t know how else to word it, please don’t be offended okay?” Even though he couldn’t see, she gave a small nod, affirming that she didn’t wish for him to take offence at what she was about to say, “you may ring this number one more time, but only to tell me you’ve finished work for today. If, we’re in the same town, I’ll meet you somewhere and we’ll work on your sales technique ah? You’ll be a lot better when we’re done—- I know it sounds weird, I know. And you don’t even have to take me up on it, I just want to help I guess. Don’t worry— I’m not some weird psychotic stalker,” she concluded, eyes closing as she inhaled, waiting for him to respond to her genuine offer albeit quite odd.

Yixing swore there were tears pricking in the corner of his eyes when he heard the lady's offer through the line. Offended? Why on earth would he be offended?! In fact, he was pretty sure there hadn't been anyone who was as kind to him before. "A-are you sure?! I don't want to be a burden... You don't have to do this, miss! I'm still new to this so my skills aren't good and so is my Korean..." With his lips pursed nervously, he fiddled with the corner of the pages of his documents laid in front of him.

While he was fully aware of how thoroughly incapable he was, he couldn't quite possibly believe that his lack of ability to do sales was so unbearable to the extent that his own customer felt the need to teach him how to do it. He was mildly embarrassed but mostly sorry for that and he knew better than to trouble people with his incapability. The natural answer to such a tedious offer would've been 'no', but on the other hand, he was in dire need of friends. He had been in Korea for approximately half a year and he had an astounding number of--oh, one friend, and that was only because he followed the guy around consecutively for a week until the other simply gave up and decided it'd be easier to just put up with his presence.

A quick glance on his watch told him that he still had about an hour before he knocked off; well, he guessed it wouldn't hurt trying to make a new friend despite knowing how troublesome he was. "But um... I end work at 6pm, my address workplace is ____ building on street __, level _ unit number ___," he simply recites from his company's name card on the table. "If you're too far away then please don't trouble yourself! I promise I will try to improve my skills... Somehow..."

[choupixing]

A soft groan escaped her lips as the ringing of the phone next to her severed the trail of thought she'd been immersed in. Slim digits wrapped around the receiver, she pressed it to her ear before balancing the receiver between her ear and her shoulder. She leant back in her chair, making herself comfortable before speaking, her eyes fixing themselves on the roof. "Is this someone trying to sell me something again?" she questioned, at least trying to get to the point without sounding too rude.

"Ah—" Yixing was definitely caught off-guard by the question he received from the opposite end the moment the ringtone stopped. Had he already offended someone before he even started talking? That couldn’t do, he needed to win the customer over! "No, no! I’m not… I’m just, uh…" He swallowed and stared at the wooden divider ahead in concentration as he attempted to come up with something to appease the customer. He shouldn’t have lied, but it was too late… Oops. "Do you want to… Have insurance? I mean, you don’t have to buy them! Just…” A nervous laughter slipped from his lips as he scratched at his cheek absentmindedly before he let out a defeated sigh and slouched in his seat when he realized he was out of options. “I’m so sorry, miss, please buy our insurance…”