Fresh air and some 'new' scenery is what was on demand for Doyeon this afternoon. Not by herself. No, more like it was prescribed by a certain section of her group. Go get some Vitamin D, it'll re-energize you. Think of it like an inspiration excursion. All of whom are unaware that early afternoon sun stings her eyes. Her eyes, now a deep obsidian black, had no effect on minimizing the harshness of the sun and has actually made her eyes more sensitive to it, however, unaware of that information, Doyeon blames it on her habit of never leaving her dark studio unless called upon to do so otherwise, such as to endure bright, artificial lights on the stage.
She hadn't intended to seriously bump into anyone, but things rarely go as intended. It was all fine until his eyes a familiar blank yet focused appearance. Doyeon carefully followed his gaze to see what the cause of their paled features may be. A blurry outline of a person appeared in her vision that upon blinking to refocus her eyes had completely disappeared. Her brows furrow towards each other creating a small wrinkle between them. She looks back at the man.
She shakes her head. "It's fine. I've had worse, really." Hari, in particular, comes to mind - affectionately, who has a lot more to say and more thinking aloud to process her thoughts than Doyeon has ever done, herself. But the vision of SAMSARA's maknae doesn't persist for long, the vanishing figure pushing it out as quickly as it arrived. She unconsciously turns her head back to look behind her again to confirm if it was real or all in her head. "But...," she says, voice lingering, "It's also hard to pass on an iced coffee opportunity."
