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Surprisingly, she was deep in sleep before the clock hit 3 am and her thoughts were in the dreamland, dreaming of different ( mostly supernatural ) things while her body turned around to find another comfortable position. Her mind was still working, showing short films to keep her calm while her body got the rest it needed. Unless, if her mind wanted to play tricks on her and wanted her to see nightmares then the calmness was long gone.

Or when a friend of hers decided to call her and bring her back to earth. Hearing the familiar ring tone first made her think it was the manager who was calling to her to wake her up and first, while a part of her tried to escape back to the dreamland, Chaeyeong wanted to deny the call and continue her sleeping but then there was the other part of her who thought it was time to wake up and head to schedules. Groaning, not even bothering to check who called to her or what the actual time was, she answered to the call while keeping her cheek pressed against the pillow. ❛This better be good.❜ It was clear to hear from her husky sleepy voice how she was still half asleep and after saying those words, not even greeting the caller, the soloist checked the what time it was. Oh, the joy ( in a sarcastic manner ) filled her body when the number three graced her eyes. ❛Never mind. I'm going back to sleep.❜

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more sentence starters !! The irritation in the music producer’s face is quite evident. Only to grow as he swiped the woman’s finger from his aching arm. “I am paying attention now, will you stop poking holes on my arm?” He asked, rather demanded as wrinkled his expression whilst frowning at her.”What seems to be the problem huh? Calling me in the middle of the night to meet up. I know there’s something bugging you. Spill out”

a small smile curves on her lips when she gets the attention she has been asking for before going back to her neutral expression. both of her hands clapped together while she tipped her head to the side with a small frown. “ I just couldn’t see myself falling asleep, asides that you should know i am have been a night person quite a long time already.” she nods while affirming her word, with her eyes looking into another direction, there wasn’t something specifically that was bothering her but ever since those words left from his lips something triggered her, starting to feel weird about it. “are you busy? i could just leave if you say it” both of her hands rubbed together pbviously not wanting to leave that soon.

[daviscre-archived]

❛ sorry i was late. i can’t conceptualize time. ❜

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☆ ┇ He had been waiting for almost an hour. He disliked being left on to wait for people to show up. Before he was about to send his friend a text saying he was heading back, he heard a familiar voice that kept apologizing that they were late. He held his arms crossed over his chest, looking at the other with a raised brow. “What made you so late? Almost an hour passed.” David said with a disappointing tone in his voice.

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The break of laughter is an easy release, tailed by the comforts of his palms that is covering half of his face. His eyes disappears into a thin line for mere seconds, before it cracks into a happy curve. “Then what is stopping you?” Neither he or the episodes that unfolded in front of them prevents the other from expressing the rawness of his mind. Yohan had no motives to be against him, whilst it makes him wonder of what entity that is halting his closest friend into being - just himself. “The floor is all yours, my dear”

Or should they also cheer for that? Yohan picked his close to empty cup of tea, prompting a cheer for the other. His friend whom by the change of season has returned to glimpse the bliss of his life. Speaking of good timing, eh?

HONESTY IS A FOUL TASTE IN ONE’S MOUTH. certainty, that is whilst came the normality for the dark haired fellow to coax the truth in his heart with his awful sense of humor and sarcastic nature. a defense mechanism that’s been securing his weak heart from the intensely vicious world. decades of decades of practice that it became a deadly habit of his. what strives him to be less critically cynical with people? ironically, humanity itself. 

ITCHY, AGGRAVATING. CAPTIVATING AND RAW. whilst, the gradual change in his behavior. staring at this friend’s exterior however, convinced the director of that awkwardness in the air. neither of them are accustomed to this nature, whereas the crackles of chortles, and wrinkles of faces. 

“Kindness, without a doubt, is not my image”