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"A pearl is a beautiful thing that is produced by an injured life. It is the tear from the injury of the oyster. The treasure of our being in this world is also produced by an injured life. If we had not been wounded, if we had not been injured, then we will not produce the pearl."
@ntmr-sakito
“Tag you’re it.”
Melanie Martinez Crybaby Album Starter Sentences - Accepting**!
Jiwon watched with a soft expression the way Jongin played with Min. She was still too young for most playing around but that didn’t stop him from playing peek-a-boo with the 7 week old child. She watched as Jongin moved his hand around the much smaller ones belonging to Min, him lightly tapping the backs of her curved fingers.
“Tag you’re it.” He’d told her and it caused a soft laugh to come from the mother as she lifted her tea to her lips.
“This was a natural response.”
Things for my muse to react to!
Jiwon's face turns a pink hue, not unlike the color that's currently growing out of her hair. She meant the words so seriously without meaning to, without thinking them through that she felt really embarrassed. Now that she really thought about it approaching someone and brashly asking them if they knew English with such a serious expression would startle anyone. It certainly made her look a bit crazy.
The mother-to-be was just really scared because she had gotten lost again and didn’t know where she was. This is what she got for trying to find a cafe all on her own.
"I... I mean I thought I heard you say something in English and I just got so excited to find someone who spoke it I just... Gosh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bother you." She bowed once more, her hands cradling her bulbous stomach as more apologies spilled from her.
"Boobs are really just squishy pillows."
Weird Conversations I’ve Actually Had Sentence Starters
Subconsiously Jiwon's own hand moved to her chest, palm settling just above the swell of her breasts. Her thoughts drift to how often her boyfriend likes to lay on her chest when they're getting ready for bed or when they're cuddling on the couch.
"You know I'm inclined to believe you!" She pipes up, a smile kissing her features and leaving her entire expression completely alight in amusement. Even if she didn't have the opportunity to test this out herself she had enough experience being the pillow to understand wha the red haired female meant.
"You sound so sure too which is even more convincing!"
“I think I accidentally walked into a gay bar.”
Things for my muse to react to!
Jiwon's face lights up almost instantly. This was definitely her favorite conversation of the day solely base of those nine words.
"Oh my gosh! That sounds like it must have been so fun! I wish something funny like that would happen to me but I haven't been to a bar in months."
Her smile widens a bit more as she laughs, a hand quickly covering her lips politely until she can breathe properly, the bubbles of laughter slowly dying out.
"Tell me all about it!"
“You’re making this harder than it has to be.”
Things for my muse to react to!
Unable to help it a small whine escapes her as she looks over to the older male. It's frustration that has her screwing up more each time she tries but flexibility isn't on her side as well.
"Aw you don't have to say it like that! I really am trying!" It's hard to defend herself when she knows what it looks like. She could be sabotating all her efforts but in actuality she's just too focused on trying hard that she's psyching herself out completely. Jiwon just doesn't know how to get those thoughts out of her head for others to understand, especially Inguk. So the frustration comes out again in a groan this time as she once more reaches for the laces to her shoes only for her round body to keep her from reaching just like it has each time she's tried.
With a defeated whimper she finally sits back, pouty and a little sour at herself. She got the shoe on this morning and tied it then so how is it that she execute the same action now? It was so embaressing.
"Okay I can't tie my own shoelace! Could you please.. help?"
“I’m not leaving this bed.”
Things for my muse to react to!
"I didn't want to either but I'm here aren't I? Get your butt up and let me in! I have fruit and yogurt and I want to use your bowls to make me a fruit salad. I demand it in the name of Gandalf."
With little care that her reasoning made little sense the younger female stood unrelenting at Natalie's door. Only she gave up her demands in the name of something more important, her voice softening.
"Honestly... I have to pee and I literally can't hold it."
“I think I accidentally walked into a gay bar.”
Things for my muse to react to!
A big grin spreads across the model’s face as she hugs her phone a bit closer to her head, her interest instantly peaked as she sat on the edge of her bed. The soft house slipper still dangling in her other hand as she gave the call her full attention.
“How can you tell? How did you mistake it for a regular one? Isn’t there usually something on the signs?” She set down the sandal finally as she laid down to ease the tension in her lower back. It was getting a bit worse as her due date rolled around.
“Oh better yet; have you gotten hit on?”
