#pb:drabble

[mixboyoung-blog]

​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

Boyoung could’ve sworn the forecast did NOT predict rain and wind and… whatever this mess was. How could they have screwed up so bad? There was no mistaking the strong gusts of wind mixed with… everything that was light enough to fly… She wasn’t just going to get soaked, she was a tiny human being, she was probably going to join the flying objects. Who knows, maybe it would send her to some other kingdom and she was going to have to kill a witch to find her way back home.

She sighed profusely. There was never another day that she’d wished her shift was longer. It was quiet that time of night anyway, it was almost peaceful. Especially in this weather. There hadn’t been a customer in hours. But nope, it was time to close up shop soon, and she was going to have to face the storm in her thin, autumn outfit.

​❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

She practically jumped. Was it that loud outside that she hadn’t noticed the front door ring? No, she was probably just too distracted imagining herself fighting for her dear life against this storm. Were there going to be any buses running that evening in this weather? She sure hoped so… she really couldn’t afford a taxi or uber or whatever other means of transportation there was. At least, the one good thing was that the chances of her being throttled by some stranger asking for money that night were very low.

“How did you know? I mean… you’re back! In this weather?!” She supposed he lived nearby. Ever since this tall young man helped her that one night when she accidentally blew some fuse and the store turned pitch black, she began noticing his presence. He did come earlier too, right when she was about to start her shift. Maybe that’s how he knew she wasn’t properly dressed for this weather in the least.

“I’ll be fine though, thank you. But seriously, whatever recipe you’re trying to make, can’t it wait? Like… please stay safe tonight, okay?”

[mixboyoung-blog]

whoops

SEND ME AN “WHOOPS” AND MY MUSE WILL…5. Accidentally punch your muse.

@hyunjungmi

Boyoung’s been hearing some loud footsteps on her way back home; the footsteps of someone with a goal in mind. Whether or not she lived in her own miserable circumstances, loud, eery, and fast approaching footsteps, while walking alone in the middle of the night, was enough to make any normal person nervous.

She began to walk faster, maybe even jog a little. Home wasn’t the safest place anymore, but it was good enough to at least paint the illusion of safety, and she wanted to be fooled by that as soon as possible.

She took a turn into the back alley of her home, and was suddenly met with a body in the dark, and out of fear induced instincts, Boyoung swung her fist at the stranger... followed by her solid purse as she let out a very audible scream.

[mixboyoung-blog]

whoops

SEND ME AN “WHOOPS” AND MY MUSE WILL…14. Cause a power outage.

@mingyuxmi

It was another shift at the convenience store, and a big group of people of construction workers came in for boxes of instant noodles and other little meals. They were lining up for the hot water and the microwave, and Boyoung had the idea of getting the extra boiler from the back to speed the queue up.

“I’ll be right with you!” She addressed the tall customer, (because yes, she’d notice someone who’d easily remind her of how tiny she was), and went to plug in the extra boiler. There was one socket left, the other 5 already claimed by other appliances, but the moment she plugged the boiler in and turned it on, she understood why it was simply collecting dust in the back... because suddenly... the whole shop went black... and the roars and exclaims that followed certainly threw her into a slight bit of panic.

Whoops...

[mixboyoung-blog]

aww.

SEND ME AN “AWW” AND MY MUSE WILL…10. Give your muse their jacket after witnessing them shiver.

@sojungmi​

No matter what day of the week it was, Boyoung always came home late from work; whether it was 12am or 5am, it was still too late. But such was her life. Recently, she’s been noticing police officers patrolling the area. Now that could mean two things, they’re upping security for the community members, or there was something serious going on in the area that the public doesn’t know about. Either way, it made her feel considerably safer that cops were around, if for anything, then to stop loan sharks from “surprising” assaulting her in the middle of the night to demand their money. They’ll find her no matter what, but at least not in the silent dark where she felt most vulnerable.

Anyway, she had finally gotten off at her bus stop, and was making her way home when it began to rain… heavily… But even with the sky pouring down on her, she was too tired to run or even speed-walk back to her home, so she simply took shelter under the awning of a closed shop, and sighed heavily. All she wanted was to go home and sleep, but that will have to wait now.

And in her wait, one of the patrolling officers rushed to take shelter under the awning as well. It was only the two of them under the sudden shower, and they struck up a little bit of small-talk. 

The officer hissed mildly at having to complete her round in the awful weather, and Boyoung pursed her lips. She should be thankful for this officer and her colleagues, thanks to them, she’s been having safe walks home the last while. She rubbed her eyes as she stifled a yawn, then she proceeded to take off her semi-waterproof jacket.

“Here… I only live a block away. You come here every night, right? You can give it back to me tomorrow at the same time.”

[mixboyoung-blog]

aww

SEND ME AN “AWW” AND MY MUSE WILL…8. Kiss your muse’s cheek/forehead/nose.

@miareum

It was quite rare for Boyoung to drink, or drink enough to get drunk; (after all, booze costed money, money that she couldn’t spare a won of). But one thing led to another, and she was drinking, or more like drunk, on a work night. At least she wasn’t the one paying.

“Aaaareeeum~~”, she chirped between intoxicated giggles, “get down dammit, you’re too tall! I’m invisible!” The two had hit the dance floor, and even in her drunken state, Boyoung was very aware of her below average height. “Mooore, mooore!” She tugged down gently at Areum’s head. “There! Perfect!” And then she planted a kiss onto the girl’s nose. “Now stay like this!”