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The new sun and the eater of stars.
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"Stop staring. It's impolite."
random sentence starters. [ x ] ― status: accepting. [ ✔ ]
Amalie straight up zoned out, fingers fumbling with the bracelet she actually wore at some point but took off due to.. being in need of having something to do, while doing nothing at all. That made sense to her. The short female was simply staring at– nothing, staring holes into the air like a pro! Something she did ever so often, mostly in school. Because paying attention was a hard task, and considering she had the attention span of a goddamn banana … well you figure it. Nothing could eventually bring her back to reality at this point, except– except the sudden approach. Staring? Impolite? How could staring at nothing be impolite? Oh. ❝ ━ Oh no, no. I wasn’t staring at you. I was staring at.. nothing. The air, I just.. zoned out. I’m sorry. ❞
“The show told me to lie and say I injured myself during practice. Ha, what a joke.”
yooyoung was walking through the backstage corridors and this guy who just mumble some words, somehow words that if it gets to the wrong ears it could turn out into a mess, it made her stop, looking and staring back at him. her eyes gazed over his injured arm before speaking to him “Are you okay?” she asked with a slightly worried expression, people were looking at him, maybe they did listen, maybe not. scooting close to whisper lowly as she check on his arm “Don’t say stuffs like that out loud” she smiled, looking up at him with a bright expression this time. “Hum! It’s fine!” she chuckled with a rather amused.
“I love this song!”
Shout at my muse to see how they respond:
— {★} — Curious as to what exactly he was listening to, she leaned in close and peered into the screen of his phone. “Really?”, she asked him with a tone full of playful sarcasm. The song that was playing was his group’s debut song. With a groan, she relaxed back into her end of the bench, somewhat laughing at him.
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❀ = Do they use stimulus to help them sleep? (e.g. candles, music, aromatherapy)
No. The only thing is that she needs to have something against her back, so usually she places a pillow under her head, and the other against her back.
{ nuson }
— {★} — The idol sat on one of the isolated benches in a park near TS Entertainment headquarters with only her malfunctioning brain in tow. It was nearing three in the morning and only then did her endless practice finally cease. Euijin was sore, somewhat, and definitely did not feel like her usual self…being stuck in a room covered in mirrors along with several other people felt like it was beginning to be torture one way or another. The practice room just began to feel so cramped – it was like the world was slowly and drastically shrinking in size.
Some peace and quiet was all she needed to regain his composure…or so she thought.
( nuson )
❝ I’m sleepy and hungry and my feet hurt. this sucks.❞