Feirah rushed along the busy sidewalks of Seoul, carrying a couple of gift bags alongside. The feel of Christmas buzzed everywhere she went, which kept a light joy in the air that was shared by all the citizens that roamed about. If she wasn’t going to see Mino, she’d probably stop to ‘smell the roses’ and enjoy the scenery around her, but it’d been a few days since she last saw the man, and she wished to lay her eyes on him, as soon as possible.
She arrived after the length of Michael Bublé’s ‘It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas’ in her earbuds, giving herself the time to pause and put them away, grinning to herself. The crisp, gentle wind blew against her face and caused a barely-noticeable flush of her pale cheeks and nose, which she hoped he wouldn’t really notice once he opened the door. Oh, the door! Right.
Clearing her throat, she knocked three times and awaited the answer, glancing down at the gifts she’d gotten him, hoping he’d enjoy them once he opened them.