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I-SCREAM

It was ironic really, that given everything chohee’s been through she was still deeply afraid of horror movies. It was as if the huntress, after living through the eyes of another for an hour or two on screen, became an entirely different person. Gone was the calm and composed exterior of a woman that had slain one too many in the dark of the night, and in its place sat a young girl, knees-hugged and eyes glued to the screen, as profanities and other sorts escaped her lips to comment on the stupidity of the characters.

“No you don’t walk down to the fucking basement. ohmygod why would you do that!” Chohee exclaimed, hands gesturing wildly as the blanket around her draped down past her shoulders to rest in a bundle on her lap. After losing a bet and selecting the horror flick of her choice, chohee was now a little bit too immersed in the wall-screen-projection of “the conjuring.” So immersed that she’d practically forgotten that himchan was still there. That they were in her apartment with the projector running and very much not in a house that needed to be exorcized.

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“let me live, will you?”

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irene laid right on top of his body, rolling her eyes at what seemed to be a pained groan that came right after his question. how dramatic the photographer could be at times was ridiculous. but a giggle soon bubbled up her throat, a childish laughter filling the room as she stay completely rooted on his back with her limbs stretched out like a starfish.

it was another afternoon, in his place that day. hours spent on catching up with the lives of one another. just himchan and irene; siblings separated by the gods in their own little world like they always have been when together.

“kim himchan, twenty-six years old male who tragically died from being suffocated due to having a girl on his back.” she imitated a reporter, snickering halfway through her sentence. “what a way to go, big guy. i hope you’ve got your will sorted out for that.” the knight could practically hear the way the male’s lips curling into his signature smirk, even without having to see him face to face. that was how well they’d known each other throughout the years.

“you need to live for me or else i won’t have a brother to look after me anymore, himchannie.”

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“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”

Concern Starter Sentences: Open!

“I don’t really want to deal with questions right now. I’m so tired.”

Her leather jacket and keys are haphazardly thrown into the general direction of whatever table and the first thing she does as she enters her apartment is to fall face flat on the white material of her sofa. The mission had come out of nowhere and when duty calls, she really had no other option but to give an affirmative response. Unfortunately, what was supposedly a simple tracking mission turned out into a near lethal fight against enemies she still could not identify and now she is exhausted beyond comprehension and the last thing she wants to deal with is her neighbor, no matter how flattered she is of his concern.

Silence falls into the the living room but despite it she knows that Himchan has not left. She takes three long deep breaths before she turns her head to face him, the angle from where she is laying on the couch making her neck hurt. “Look, I’m sorry I worried you but this is the kind of stuff I deal with on a normal basis.” He seems unconvinced though his gaze softens a bit. “Do you understand now why sleep is so important to me?”

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☁ no sleep for the weak

Work is tiring enough as it is and the last thing Skylar needs is an inconsiderate and insensitive neighbor with a penchant for ruining her good night’s sleep. She isn’t exactly the most patient person on the planet but she has never been flat out rude but this situation has gone on for far too long. After all, she really can only take so much so after two weeks of being unable to sleep because her next door neighboor likes to keep her up with loud music and loud noises of heaven-only-knows what, it is clear that Skylar has had enough.

Skipping her morning coffee entirely, the colonel marches up the apartment next door uncaring of the fact that she is still in her pajamas and they are only partially covered by her sleeping robe. It’s not exactly the best outfit to intimidate your neighbor into submission but her temper tends to ruin her eye for small details like that. She bangs on the door loudly not particularly minding that it is currently seven in the morning and the owner may or may not still be sleeping. Screw it, she thinks bitterly. She did not get any sleep last night or for the last thirteen days for that matter so why should she care about waking up the person responsible for said sleeplessness?

She blatantly ignores the confused look her neighbor greets her with as her snarky self comes out even more she remembers her basic manners. “Look, I’ve tried to be patient and be a good neighbor to you but you clearly missed the reciprocity clause in the universal agreement for good neighbor relationships so I’m just gonna say it.” With a huff, she continues, evidently angry. “I live a pretty busy life and the walls of this damned apartment building are thin so I don’t need to spend every night listening to who or what you’re doing, okay?! I would appreciate some consideration on the matter, please and thank you.”

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“There are dogs tracking us, and you bring a prosciutto sandwich.”

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“my bad! i kinda forgot to tell you that being chased by a pack of dogs was a part of the plan for today.” irene gasped dramatically, voice dripping with pure sarcasm as she threw her hands up in the air. it wasn’t a problem for either of the two of them really, they had enough endurance to even run a marathon across the country and back if they really needed to.

so much for a peaceful afternoon, sitting under the shadows of the tree as they basked in the warmth of the sun and consume the prosciutto sandwich she’d graciously brought along. but noooo, the male just had to drag her along to explore and trespass through a private property. couldn’t deny it though, irene does feel partly amused as the jogged towards the entrance of the location even with the tirade of hounds following them behind.

“and i can't throw this away, do you know how difficult to get prosciutto here in the first place?”

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