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Venturing, venturing. Being found, escaping and venturing again. She just let her feet guide her. Sneakers seeing as heels didn’t seem to fit her style today. Neither did pants, yes she walked around with shorts and a large t-shirt, if anyone would look twice she’d look like your average gal. Hands threaded through her hair, hazel eyes glancing around to see what entertainment she could take in before she was found again. That’s when a figure popped up in front of her—- where the hell did he come from. “Excuse me?” These words are murmured so she can get a gist of his own. “Sure yeah, you’re not gonna ask me to come into a van with you to hear it are you? Can I request one or are you gonna play one? Just a heads up, I’m pretty low on cash.” She didn’t really have pockets to carry them at the moment.
There were a set of emotions that ran through him at her words, not exactly sure if she was kidding or not about the van part, pretty sure it was a reference to a kidnapping plan. Did he look that dangerous? He didn't think so, but then again how other people saw him was different from how he saw himself. Still he shook his head, to rid himself to the words and also to let the grin return on his face.
"There's no van involved and no money involved, I don't need it but if it's a request you want there'll be a bit of walking." Haerim let himself go back to what he left on the ground, picking up backpack and notebook before standing once again to face her.
"I'll do a request, but then you'll have to listen to an original, deal?" with that he held his hand up and open, waiting, obviously for her to give him a high five so to make sure that the deal would be made.
