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🌿     east thought for a moment on whether or not he actually did want his friend to come and pick him up-- n a h! "i’m not like-- that bad, y’know? i can function but i know i’m gonna have a hangover.” he continued to speak into the phone as he fished around in his pockets to make sure he had his wallet with him. he’d gotten separated from some of his friends while they were in the club still, but he was on the sidewalk already making his trek away from there. unsurprisingly, the warm air was more welcoming than the stuffy club. noticing for the first time where exactly he was, east looked up at the street sign at the crosswalk. “aye, i think i’m actually near your place. if you’re home. want some company?”

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lucas was a person that if he didn’t got a post it note, a reminder or even better, a person - to tell him that he needs to eat, then he’d forget & will lose a day without eating, AGAIN. and that was the main reason his approval slipped past his lips so quick upon the younger’s suggestion.

sounds good, i’ll wait for you here.

it was around five or either six pm when she left & the boy’s body was still in place, his body sunken into the couch, his long legs against the small coffee table he had in the living room, a puffy pillow under his neck & his dogs onto his left side - fingers dug into the fluffy & white fur of his, stroking it ever so slightly as his eyes were glued on nothing but the wall.

it’s not everyday that he gets home early from the studio & since today was indeed THAT DAY, he was just too lazy to even move. ( a principal reason of why he decided to wait for yumi on his couch instead of being a good boy and keeping company while she got the food but hopefully she’d understood his reason… if not, the he’d probably need to get her something in return for being nice to him & making him remember his NATURAL needs. ) and most importantly not letting him starve to death.

the click of the front door came quite unexpected to the male’s ears, the sound making his body rise a bit - so suddenly blinking rapidly as the dog flung from the couch & towards the kitchen ( where the girl headed ) and still, his muscles, bones and whatever he got in that body of his, didn’t move. aside from the eyes that by now have probably gotten tired of the damn wall they been staring for the past two to three hours.

his head turned to the door frame as her body came to his vision, a sleepy smile plastering over his lips as he let his eyes rise up to meet hers. ❛ i totally didn’t sit here and stare at this ugly wall while waiting for you.  ❜

In all actuality, Yumi merely wanted a night walk ( or well, night drive ) to breathe in the fresh air before heading back to Lucas’ place. So getting food for the older wasn’t too much of a hassle for her. Besides, she knew that he hasn’t eaten at all due to his forgetful and lazy self.

“I’ll be back soon, you better not fall asleep on me during the time I’m out,” she mumbled loud enough for him to hear. And with that, Yumi escaped his cozy abode.

Thank God Lucas was feeling lazy and tired at that moment since she didn’t need nor did she want company at the moment, thus this was a win-win situation for the both of them; he gets food and she gets her solitary time. Driving along the streets of Seoul for nearly an hour, her eyes kept searching for some sort of Japanese store that allowed take-outs because she was craving for her motherland’s delicacies. ( Hopefully, Lucas wouldn’t mind as well. ) 

The moment she saw a restaurant in her peripheral vision, the girl hurried along to the eatery.

Eyes wandering on the surface of the menu, she deliberately took a long time to decide what to get, already having cold soba in her mind. “冷やしそばをください,” she finally decided to order after what it seemed like, twenty minutes. “Two bowls, for take-out.” Yumi quietly thanked them before reaching for her wallet, swiping her debit card to pay for the meal. 

Ah... would he want a drink as well? 

Yumi decided to order drinks after the food came out. Taking a seat at the waiting area, she fished out her phone and played some games on her phone. It took them a good thirty-five minutes to prepare the food, so when they called for her order, a groan escaped her lips as she stood up to receive her meal. “Ah, do you guys also have two bottles of  酒?”

Finishing up her orders and whatnot, Yumi went back to her car with their food before speeding along the streets to Lucas’ place. 

She headed to the kitchen the moment she arrived at his place. “I hope you don’t mind cold soba and sake, Lucas. Also... I’m sure you didn’t stare at the wall for such a long time,” she laughed softly before setting the food on the wooden table. When his dog ran up to her, she met Salt at eye-level and stroked his fur softly. She cooed at the furry dog, “Salt, did your owner fall asleep during the time I was out?”

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the words spilling from the girl’s mouth made his expression turn from a slight smile to a pretty worried one. it’s true that it was hot as fuck - god knows how much she was out in the sun before he came but still, she just had a cold drink. fingers softly came up to her shoulders, wrapping around them as he leaned slightly it to her face level - taking a glimpse upon her features. ❛ why is that ? are you gonna faint ? do you need to eat ? more importantly, have you drank before i arrived ?  ❜

        It couldn't be because she hasn't eaten anything. She made sure to eat a good breakfast before leaving the house and she even wore a cap to cover her head from the sun. Could it be because she hasn't been drinking anything? She could only focus to keep herself not from fainting. It felt like as her legs would give up on her in any second; just like she felt every morning after getting up from her bed too fast. And each time, the feeling managed to scare the living shit out of her. 

Woohee only saw everything in two, her head felt heavy and she was starting to panic. She needed to focus on something. His facial features managing to catch her attention once she felt his hands on her shoulder. Oh wow, his face looked weird. ❝I'm--- I don't know.❞ The unsureness ( maybe a hint of her being frightened ) was obvious to hear from her voice. ❝I was just going to fill this and... Maybe it's this?❞ She shook the empty coca-cola bottle in her hand. Water it was. She couldn't think of anything else.

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33. ❝Do you wanna get out of here?❞

sumin didn’t know what she had in mind when she had decided to bring lucas along with her to the party. in fact, she didn’t know what she had in mind when she had decided to go to the party in the first place. nothing about it was interesting, entertaining or providing her with the information she needed before entering the party. now she was actually feeling sorry for bringing the other male along with her.

looking around, sumin rolled her eyes when she realized that there was no point whatsoever of them being there. the person she was looking for didn’t even show up and she wasn’t getting the information for the piece she was writing, a case with drugs involved and a falsely accused college student.

sumin doesn’t waste time. she brings the plastic cup up to her lips and swallows down the alcohol that was on the bottom, only to set the now empty cup on the table nearby and leaning closer to lucas' ear so he can hear her words above the music bursting in every corner of the building.

“do you wanna get out of here?”

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slender fingers wrapped around the curve of the glass, cold against his skin as a crooked smile made an appearance on his features. ❛ thank you, though - if you went to the kitchen to get me an EMPTY glass..you could’ve also poured some water in it at least.. ❜ bottom lip jutted forward in a slight pout that soon disappeared only to move his gaze upwards and stare at her.  ❛ are you that mad at me that i deserve to get myself dehydrated ? ❜

    Without much thought, the female dismissed his remark, an exhausted sigh escaping her lips as she swiftly plopped herself down on the couch. “There is too much to choose from and I didn’t know what you wanted, so I figured I would let you decide yourself.” She breathed out, taking a glance at him briefly, somehow finding his reaction slightly amusing. “The glass was just an act of kindness.”   

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a slight frown washed the boy’s feature before one eyebrow arched with a curiosity spark raising in him. it was probably dark as fuck outside - not that he’d notice anyway since his eyes are usually locked on the phone ; but on the door it said it was open - even checked two times before pressing his fingers down onto the tap to open the said door & make his way in while still keeping his eyes to the screen. ❛ but it said it’s open, i double checked. the fuck. ❜

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a huge part of junseo felt bad because the sign, in fact, said the parlour was open. to make matters worse for them, the neon sign was on, so for all intents and purposes, the kid wasn’t wrong in the slightest, which made his lightly snarky attitude justified, further piquing junseo’s tolerance level. fuck, he’s right. “look, the artists are in a meeting right now,” junseo told him. he came out of the parlour and closed the door behind him, not quite eager to let him in when the others were congregated in the waiting area discussing this month’s arrangements and plans. he stepped out into the cool night and fished his phone out of his pocket. “do you have an appointment? what’s your name?”

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“ Man, this is like trying to find a bride in a brothel. ” ( anyone )

“Ah-” Dahyun looked up and blinked her wide eyes at the stranger next to. Bride in a brothel? What’s a brothel again? She tried to think, tried to remember the meaning of the foreign word. Being secluded for so many years was seriously affecting her intelligence and social skills. Or lack there of, really. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what that means.” She was answering honestly, and hoping the stranger didn’t see her as too odd.