#para:tc

[chaderrick-blog]

w.namsoo

Tiramisu Cake 

derrick had one thing he dreaded when he was contacted about making a music video. well it could be rather fun if he had a person in mind but overall casting always got him in a rut where he would have to look around for the school’s drama students etc, etc. which had derrick usually awkwardly trying to explain the offer with things like “ hey i think your face will really work for this video” which was probably the lowest part of his whole road to becoming a director. so when he was approached to direct a music video for a close friend of his who didn’t want to be seen on the actual video he was a bit dumbfounded.  the hipster for the most part, had spent the better part of his small vacation in San Francisco pondering over  what was the angle he was looking for.  while he loved his friend dearly  this was not a great start for the hipster’s vacation.

but his dreadful mindset went to a pleasant turn upon getting a rather delightful idea upon arriving  back to korea. honestly you could never go wrong with a quirky music video with a hint of vaporwave aesthetic. actually you could, but derrick prided  himself to never  go overboard with that stuff anyways. but this time, derrick with the theme of the song was looking for a more noglastic type of music video, and with that the  casting would be not much of a problem when he already had the main lead in mind.   kwon namsoo wasn’t someone he was really close to, being a sunabe at the school radio he only spoke to him sometimes when he wasn’t busy...being a spazz over the microphone.   so he recalled he had gotten his number with the rest of the school radio, hopefully it wouldn’t be too weird to contact him right. derrick groaned, grabbing his phone out of his pocket and scrolling down through the messaging app for the older’s contact.

[ kkt: derrick ] hello! namsoo sunbae! this is derrick cha from the school’s radio. I was wondering if you’d be interested in being in a project i’m directing at the moment. [ kkt: derrick ] only if you’re free of course!

[yeonjxda]

The Climb || Yeonju & Jenissi

Yeonju had received two tickets to a rock climbing obstacle in Myeong-dong with a mock Tomb Raider-esque theme. Having acquired the free time to be able to visit it within the last few days before her schedules would pick up again, she decided to take on the opportunity. Being the person that she was, she decided rather than telling anyone her plans, she sauntered over to the Topp Dogg dorm dressed in full Tomb Raider gear (or this outfit minus the fake guns) in hopes Taeyang would at least tag along with her. Luckily, the weather was warmer than usual so it was expectational hot for middle of winter. So the ride on her skateboard to their dorm had been delightful, minus the few awkward stares she had gotten but hadn’t exactly noticed.

Yeonju had texted him the day before to check to see if he would be available to hang out today and had receive a text seeing he had a free day which was rare considering how busy Topp Dogg had been lately. They hadn’t really gotten the chance to hang out much since their evening together only seeing each other in passing at the company building. Fortunately, to say the same, nothing had become awkward between them though in Yeonju’s opinion their teasing had gotten more flirtatious which wasn’t out of the norm for either of them. Slipping her phone out of the bag, she had on her back she sent him a massage. [Text → Solissi] So remember I said we were hanging out today, well today’s the day! And boy, do I have a surprise for you. It’s going to be fun so don’t back out now.

She sent him the message without telling him she was standing outside their dorm. Yeonju knowing Jenissi would assume this was one of her out there ideas so she had no problem not even hinting to the objective. However, she did want to keep up the element of surprise.

[Text → Solissi] And you should totally let me in but step back and to the side from the door when you do.

Yeonju slipped the phone back into her bag and stood poised to do a cartwheel into the dorm once he opened the door hoping not to actually hit anything in the process.

[pisforperrie]

This is not a booty call || Liam and Perrie

Perrie rubbed the back of her neck, sighing heavily to herself as she took another sip from her apple juice box. Her eyes wandered over the laptop screen, concentrating on the typed words that she made not long ago. Another paper was due within later of the week, and she just couldn't figure out what to write during those seconds of contemplation. Lifting her head up to take a glance over the clock of her room, she hit the realisation that it was quite frankly late. Perrie's tendency of hers was to do work during the late hours anyways, not that she liked it or whatever, but she always ended up in such a spot. Biting her bottom lip as she blankly stared at the screen, Perrie muttered to herself under her breath "Screw it, I'll do it tomorrow morning" 

A certain annoyance waved over her being, as she sighed once again. Her half shut eyes continuously blinked until another thought entered her mind. Liam. She remembered him asking her to come over to his place, which of course, didn't bother her because out of all honesty -- It was infact, way better than sitting on her bed, staring at the laptop screen with a fried mind. Picking herself up from the bed, she took a stance, walking to the bathroom a she realised her roomie, Casper, was doing God's know what in his room, considering his door was closed. He was probably sleeping, or something. Perrie grabbed her knitted sweater, whilst wearing typical black legging, alongside a pair of good ol' converses. Exiting her apartment in peace, she left with whatever seemed relevant to bring, which was hardly besides her phone. Sooner or later, the girl made a start with heading over to his place. Eventually arriving at the allocated hallway that led to the entrance of his apartment, Perrie knocked a few times, folding her arms after as for some reason, she felt a bit cold. Waiting there for her fellow friend to open the door, was what exactly what she was doing. 

[hadleywaltsxx]

Taking Care || Shadley

Hadley was seriously worried about Shale. She didn't like the way that Abby was making him dance on a broken wrist, especially since he hadn't been off it much. Hadley knew injuries, after all. So, as she shoved aside the chemistry text book and the battered copy of R and J, and threw on a hoodie. Grabbing her keys, the blonde walked out to her car and got inside, humming a song that seemed to be stuck in her head. 

Turning on the radio, Hadley set off for the address that she had scrawled down in a hurry, hoping that she wasn't imposing or intruding on Shale. After all, she was just some silly girl that had seen him in hospital, she didn't necessarily mean anything. Nevertheless, she drove around to where he was staying, singing along to some song on the radio. She liked to sing, not as much as she loved dancing, but she liked it. 

Getting to Shale's house, Hadley quickly shut the door and hurried up to the front door. She slowed her pace slightly, knowing that she would come off as eager if she walked any faster. Maybe she liked Shale a little bit. He was nice, and they had a good conversation. He was one of the only people that the blonde felt knew her. Even if they met a few days ago. Knocking on the door, Hadley waited patiently for Shale.