@pragerstrasse said: “ the past is so tenacious. “
the interestings.
fingers pinch in the middle of his soboro bun, tearing it into two pieces of near-equal size. he half-stands from his chair enough to put the larger half on the small plate in front of unlikely company. food, he’s found, living by the skin of his teeth that he has, is always a good peace offering.
“ it begs to stick around. isn’t that how that saying goes? “ he’s about ninety-nine percent certain there’s no such saying. mutt shifts gears to prop his weight up on the nearby counter. no one is around to tell him not to do it. “ you gonna tell me what you’re doing here? “ park seok-do might be their nutria, but he’s geumga-dong’s guard dog. albeit slight in stature, and barely into double digits, fierce loyalty to those who have proven themselves pack undercuts all else.
he thinks, distantly, that the only reason he’s allowing this semblance of polite conversation is because vincenzo seems to have taken a liking to han-seo. and, he’s the one mutt trusts.
















