{ * -- bursts through the door } IT’S MY BIRTHDAY, BITCH
( * — q-tip in hand, the ice maiden takes her time cleaning her ears as she stalks through the room bare, another working on rubbing dark locks dry with a towel. the outburst does little to surprise her, but if she’s honest soojung had lived the entire day with some sort of expectancy that the likes of choi jinri would either burst in or shift back from being her desk to begin with--she’s always been one to think ahead like that ) are you sure it’s not two days from now? ( * — plays stupid anyhow, calmly turning to face her friend fully with a brow raised, completely nude like the shameless teen she’s always had been )















