#noir:start

[ancientsvn]

open !!

☆ ° “i can’t believe this shit.”, eunji groaned out, vision already slightly blurry as she tried to make out the pile of shoes in front of her. eyes fixated onto the floor, she used one hand to hold herself up against the wall. sometimes they did that, a little party in the dorm, whenever they had time off. but now it was time for her to leave, there was no way she was going to spend her night in this stuffy apartment when she could return home into her own tiny place. there was just one problem: “where the fuck are my shoes...”,  eunji exclaimed a bit louder, making her frustrations clear. it didn’t help that the variety of sneakers laid out messily in front of her all basically looked the same, her pair of classic vans would have obviously fit right in. bending down to grab one of the shoes, she inspected it, her drunk mind unsure whether this was it or not. “shit...”, she swore once more as she let the shoe drop back onto the pile. 

[alexitory]

          IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT SOMETHING WAS WRONG when the generally composed and cool-headed leader of dreamdrop was seen in a hurried, frantic state looking for something all around the noir’s building. room upon room was visited and searched thoroughly by her, mindlessly interrupting whoever was inside and apologising only when confirming that the object she was searching for wasn’t there. some asked her what happened and if they could help her in any way, but alexis politely rejected their kind offerings and brushed their concerns with a visibly fake “it’s nothing, don’t worry.”

alexis was utterly stressed by the time she returned to the practice room, where she failed to notice if someone else was there. “where the hell did i leave it?” she mumbles to herself as she grabs her bag from the floor, looking through it for the third time that day with the hope of finding the object in there, but her search was unsuccessful yet again. a displeased grunt leaves her lips as she turns around and finds someone sitting quietly on the floor. upon squinting a little, jia is able to notice a familiar notebook in their hands as they seemed to be immersed reading through the worn out pages.

normally, she wouldn’t even dare interrupting, but when realising they were holding her notebook, which had her recent compositions and songs scribbled in it, she couldn’t help getting angry and embarrassed at the same time. “you shouldn’t be reading that” the woman said, her tone harsher than usual as she stood before them. “please give it back.”

[ancientsvn]

open sns thread !!

{noir-eunji📩} –– if i snack on cereals without milk {noir-eunji📩} –– am i eating the cereal... {noir-eunji📩} –– ... raw?! {noir-eunji📩} –– thoughts please,