「 ✦ . ݁₊ ⊹ . 📽.ᐟ @secondbestman ᴀᴜᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ✦ 」
The night was long but the drag from her cigarette was longer – as if the smoke was Bok-su's only comfort, letting it curl inside her lungs. The meager warmth didn't help keeping the nightly nip out of her bones, but she refused to leave such stench inside her cab; leaning on the vehicle, the dark star-less sky was the only thing keeping her ceaseless company on these long drawn nights.
The only thing keeping her from leaving the overnight post was the unspoken promise of a well paying customer that would unknowingly pay the bills she's behind on - there was a misery in working the graveyard shift, but it would be a greater misery if her water in her dingy underground apartment was cut short.
From the corner of her eye she noticed a lone figure, almost comically looking around and about, as if searching for someone - but no one was out here besides the two of them. The lanky woman raised her hand to capture his attention, hoping she finally caught her first victim, ❛❛hey mister — you need to get somewhere?❞
