#nervexendings

[theqameison]

"That’s so cliche."

     [/the consulting detective couldn't help but nod his head in agreement with the other male's statement. even he had to admit that it was such a cliche;] This is textbook, fictional writing. Any suspicious death that is ruled a suicide always turns out to be a homicide. How many criminal or mystery genres feature that sort of story line for a plot? It's overdone--

[crimsnjng]

nervexendings

"Oh damn!" The older brunet exclaimed as he graciously and shamefully took his wallet from the female, apologetic considering the fact that his carelessness caused her minor injuries. "I’m so sorry, kid. Aw, man. It looks like it needs ice on it. T-There’s a umm..drug store nearby." He stumbled on his words, panicking on the misfortune he brought to the other.

The blondie watched as the man let his gaze wanders around to look at her injured knees. ❝ Oh, no no no, it's fine I'm-- ❞ She made a few steps into his direction, while making a sign of her hand and shaking her head, but all she succeeded in doing is to trip. Once she used the leg that was being injured, the pain surprised her to a point she couldn't prevent the fall and ended somewhat falling on the stranger. ❝ Oh shit-- I'm-- sorry I-- wow, what-- ❞

[simply-eunhee-blog]

"Do you like pretzels? 'Cause I don't want these."

Wind kissed red cheeks and a smoke of hot air blowing form her mouth, Eunhee put one step before the other as her ipod blared into her ears. Her hair was tied up, strays restarined with a sweat band wrapped around her head like a headband and her tracksuit hugged her form tight as her neon yellow sneakers crunched their way therough the pre-spring snow that littered the ground arond the park in central Seoul, just accross accross from her appartment. Ever since her last visit to her doctor she’d been paying a tad extra attention to her exercising routines and so today’s goal was 10 laps around the park. It was at her 9th though that she felt excessively out of breath and had to stop for a breather, the cold air piercing her lungs and she staggered a little to the side, crashing down onto a park bench. Maybe that’s what they meant by don’t bite more than you can chew. She pulled her waterbottle out of the light pack she was wearing and gulped some down, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand when a voice next to her spoke and she startled a little, head whipping to watch the man as she spoke. It was the most odd thing she’d ever seen. She stared at the man…or was it better to call him a boy? He didn’t look like man with those soft young features and not even a hint of wrinkle on his fair face. It almost irked her. Pretty boys often did. Their princess like looks were always enough to make any girl pissy. Eunhee didn’t let it bother her though and glanced down at the half opened bag that the boy offered her, raising his brows. "1. Who the hell are you. And 2..how do I know those pretzels are safe and you didn’t mix something in there so you can do away with me hmm?" She raised a brow, lips twitching into an amused smile. Hey, it wasn’t like she was getting up any time soon, not with the way her lungs stung so might as well engage in small talk.

[seouliloqvies-blog]

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[ text: jung geurae ] hey white collar! [ text: jung geurae ] did you change numbers or something? [ text: jung geurae ] if you don't reply, I'm kidnapping your girl [ text: jung geurae ] kidding about that part but bruh where you at?

My muse’s phone has been off for three days. What sort of text messages or voice messages does your muse leave for them?

Jinyoung found it amusing how the curator Im Woongjae (his dear business partner he get acquainted with thanks to one of his senior whom somewhat has shifts its reputation into a buddy-to-chill-with-on-alcohol-night) manage to spare his precious time to check out on Jinyoung in his absence. So he plopped himself in his messy, unmade bed, contemplating for a few moment whether to reply to the message or not only to instantly press the ‘reply' button once he spotted the part where Woongjae dragged his 'girl' in the conversation. 

[ txt : im wj ] nobody is touching my girl beside me— [ txt: im wj ] well, just… it’s a long story, and I don’t think it’s interesting to tell you anyway— do you need anything? it’s rare of you to do this… 

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( nervexendings )

I will not ask you where you came from, I will not ask and neither should you. (Like Real People Do - Hozier)

    Connor is beat. Eyes tired, and consciousness drained. He sits, lonely on a bar stool, nursing a beer. Well, perhaps not lonely in the sense of mere company. For directly to his left, sits a male seemingly in the same state as he. Connor shouldn't stare but, he does; eyes trailing over the other's features. That is until, Connor catches his attention. All and obligated to explain, he opens his mouth to speak. 

    "Rough day too, yeah?"

[0404miho]

"It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good."

    She was stirring the cream for the third try of backing a cake, previous two weren’t as successful yet not as horrible wither. Yeonsoo, nevertheless, was seeking for perfection. Her back was facing the other giving her a chance to make faces childishly while he was criticizing her cooking. “Not, cooking! Baking!” She turned around pointing a whisk at the young male, having some cream drop on the floor. “Ah, dammit.” She exhaled and put away the utensil back to the bow before getting down to wipe the cream as she continued grumbling. “My cooking is not bad at all. It is good. I simply need to practice my baking skills more.”