complicate. ( yuna & jonghyun )
It hasn't really been an eventful day so far. Yuna just went through the usual motions--she went and served coffee that morning, and without trouble, she'd gone on to finish her time at All Washed Up. The only thing of remote interest that happened that day were a young couple coming into the laundromat and having trouble with washing their whites, but they didn't ask for Yuna's help anyway, so all she did was casually watch them from afar, with some amusement as the girl cried over her underwear turning purple.
As she clocks out of work, she smiles at the attendant who comes in after her and just gathers her things. No unusual events meant that it was a good day--and since it was her break from the Bistro that evening, it was even better because it meant she actually had time to herself. She buttons her coat up and glances at her faint reflection in the store's glass windows--she had a bit of extra money; either she could get that haircut she's been itching to get for a while, or she can go out and shop for a new coat. Her current one was getting pretty worn out after all.
These are the thoughts running through her head as she pushes open the doors of the laundromat--easy, mundane. For once she had no worries, but as soon as her feet step out, she realises, of course she could never really get a break. "Fuck," she mutters under her breath, because the first person she sees is the one thing that's always managed to complicate things in her life ever since she set foot in Seoul.