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@Ahrangsica : ㅋㅋㅋ
@sarangsuowo : I just don't understand!
@j_nam92 Sissy should come, I’ll be there!
@sarangsurowo Really? I gotta see this!!
[txt] Do you have some free time soon?
[ text: Sarang ] For you, always. I have a fitting tomorrow at Prada, see you after that?
One ;- SarangXMinjung
Sarang had been against that idea from the beginning. Letting a stranger live in their… house? First of all how could this place even be called a “house”? It was nothing like the place she had grew up in. The whole thing could fit in what used to be their living room. But it was over their budget. Trying to keep a little dignity and not stomp over what was left of bother and mother and her pride had a cost. A high cost and the only solutions left were either moving out or renting the room they were using for storage. And that’s how this girl, Minjung, became “part of the family”. Sarang had no siblings, and she had never wanted one. Siblings were just a waste of space and time and competition. She had hoped that the newcomer would’ve been some scum that she could’ve kicked out of the house quickly, but no, Minjung was actually… a nice person. But Sarang being Sarang, she, first wasn’t ready to admit it and second, couldn’t socialize properly with her even if she wanted. That’s why the only answer her roommate received to her greeting was a small nod before the dance student went back to her egg rolling. She lifted her eyes again to give a quick glance to the other girl meaning “Why are you even asking me that”. Those words were literally about to slip out of her mouth, until she remembered her mother’s sermon about being sweet and polite. She smiled a bit forcefully; “Sure! Go ahead” and went back to look at her frying pan. It was probably the ninth egg roll she was making, but still wasn’t satisfied by the result. She had wasted so much food trying to practice her cooking. “Did you eat?” she suddenly asked to Minjung.
The girl nodded once at her words, ignoring the glance that she was just given, as she knew it was a dumb question. Her limits were unknown to her as of yet, she was still learning and trying to figure out how everything worked around here as staying in someone else's home was a big change. Though she'd been staying in another person's home her whole life, but this time was different for some reason. Slender finger's picked up the cool bottle of water before shutting the door lightly, she then took a step back, her back leaned against the counter was she watched the other work. Cooking was something she learned how to do at a young age, but yet she found some kind of interest in watching some else cook so that she could apply to times when she might have to make food for this household, though she highly doubted she would as Sarang was constantly their cooking and doing other such actives that involved the art. The other's words brought her out of her train of thought as she glanced at the other, screwing off the cap of her water as she processed what the girl asked. " No I did not." She stated, flashing a small smile, hoping the question meant she'd share what she was currently cooking as the smell was consuming the room, making her stomach growl. She brought the bottle up to her lips, taking a sip before speaking once more, " I didn't have much time today, I was running around trying to set up classes." She felt the need to explain herself as growing up that's all she did, explain her every move, or else.