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dear ladies man thomas

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Dear Ladies’ Man Thomas the Master Playa

I’m going to keep this real short because all my memories of you are tucked very safely and securely into this one very, very precious box (which I also like to call my heart). Just for today, though, I’m going to pry the lid open just a peek because…. well, you were special to me. Are special to me.

Are you still ballin’? I hope you are. As expected I’m imagining you shooting some amazing hoops and scoring points from all over the court, because that’s Thomas Park for you, ladies and gentlemen. I miss you and your stupid ugly face and the way you love to call me stupid and ugly too because that’s just our thing. When I’m down, I occasionally look through the little box of memories I have of you and pick out the best ones and then suddenly, even if it’s just for a little while, I’m alright again. You work like magic, Thomas, but then again you’ve always been that one friend who’s just about imbued with every sort of magic. Especially the silliest kinds.

I would say that I miss Ace more than I miss you but I occasionally blubber when I think about you so I’d be lying. Say hi to Jinah for me, will you? I bet you’re with her now, as I write this. I bet you’re laughing because she’s insisting that she’s tall, and then you rise from your seat to stand right beside her and she shuts up. I bet she’s scowling at you because you put toothpaste in her morning coffee again and she’s probably going to replace your shampoo with Nair just to get back at you. Tell her for me that I’m sorry that I turned out so weak, please? I miss you both. Sometimes I wish I could join you again.

WELL– my initial plan of keeping things short obviously didn’t turn out too well…. so I’m going to stop here now. I love you and I miss you so much! Come visit me one day, ‘mmkay?

♡, the #2 girl in your life (after mama park) and homegirl represent, Ahyoung.

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Lost / Gina & Thomas

Seungeun had wanted to see the game and her son had been behaving well. They also hadn't been out together in a long time so she did promise him this and she always came through. Even now with the sun shinning, and sweat covering her face she didn't as long as she son was smiling, while his face was on the game her eyes were focused on him. It was her fault that she was this hot, a large hat and huge sun glasses but she had to hide herself, it wasn't her intention to cause an uproar and other than a few lingering glances no one said anything.

After the game they were going to have some ice cream, her son was just as excited for that. When it was over she clutched his hand and started to make their way off the bleachers. Everything was fine until the crowd started to push, every so often she had to hold his hand even harder. As much as she could see they were close to the front when a man came shoving by, effectively breaking the hold she had on her sons hand. Gina started to panic then.

The more she tried to push back, following the small head of hair she was pushed towards the front. It seemed as if he was getting farther and farther until she couldn't see him anymore, and the crowd refused to give her any leeway.

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“ it’s just a scratch ”

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A MINOR INJURY DOESN’T CHANGE her feelings, concern is shown over her youthful features. frown crossing over her lips when he explains this so-called scratch. reminding her of her father’s demeanor, who carries himself calmly with strength instead of weakness. despite naeun never frowning upon a man who explained his pain, it’s normal for any human being to feel that type of way.

“oh, stop it you.” softly speaking to him, her head shakes in protest. refusing to let it slide away and having the minor blood drip over the side of his cheek. “perhaps it doesn’t hurt but i still want to clean it for you.” if there was a constant label naeun heard many times before, it’d be an angel. willing to take the time to help those in need.

teeth pressing over the thin layer of her bottom lip, scrapped effortlessly as she grabs a hold of his wrist. so by then, thomas makes no intention to dismiss himself away from her demand. she leads the way; tiny bounce to her steps and a little melody hummed within pressed lips, a dampen cloth and a band aid can do for now. “hopefully, you wouldn’t mind a sailor moon designed band-aid on you.” naeun jokes, a tiny laugh falling out at the idea but it’s an attempt to lighten the atmosphere.

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“Why are you hugging me?”

SOURCE - ACCEPTING! The girl spotted a really close friend of hers between the crowd of people, she has worked a lot the past three weeks and her tiredness couldn’t let her hang out with the few friends she had. She didn’t hesitate to run by his side and hug him from behind, knowing it would be a big surprise for the male. Instead, the girl was surprised. By the male’s voice she could tell it was a complete stranger, her eyes widened, feeling embarassed for the first time. “I’m really sorry, I thought you were someone else” She covered her mouth trying to keep a straight face and contain her laugher. “Don’t blame me, there’s not much lighting in here.”

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"What do you think of this suit?"

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⊰ SOFT PETALS PAINTED IN ROSÉ PURSE, while lashes flicker and chestnut hues glance in the direction of his voice. They trail from the hems of his slacks and slowly inch upwards towards his face. He was nearly a foot taller than she was. Eight inches to be exact. Even in heels she would practically break her neck gawking up at him. Curses for their height difference, but she supposed that’s why – well, now wasn’t the time for that. She squints, eyes now in slits as she cross examines the entire ensemble. ❛ Hmm… ❜ A digit rises to tap the bottom of her lip, her head at a slant, though in retrospect, she was never certain why tilting her head to the side to get a better angle helped with determining whether something looked appealing or not. In this case, what her thoughts were on the suit. Tessie takes a step back in her pristine, white converse. Then she takes yet another. Perhaps a step back would help her figure it out. By now, both of her hands were on her hips, a freshly groomed brow arching. Her head turns slightly to her left, eyes still fixated on him. Then an idea flashes through her mind and a playful smirk tugs at the corner of her lips. ❛ I don’t know, love, ❜ Her English accent comes on thick. He was one of the few people she could converse with in her native tongue without feeling like there was some language barrier. Even if she were fluent in Korean, it was still nice to be able to do so without worry. ❛ How about you do a little strutting in that suit and maybe I’ll get a better idea. ❜ Tess attempts to force down a wicked grin by clearing her throat, nodding in his direction. ❛ Can’t quite say I’ve seen it at the right angle to determine whether I like it on you or not. ❜ Heh.

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there’s no time to waste, especially not when the fan meet is later. he knows how paranoid his coach can get these days, especially towards him. thomas cannot entirely drown him on the blame, he had been gone for a good six months and there’s plenty he had to catch up to. quickly he straps his dog’s harness around his body, slipping both feet inside his shoes so he can head out for his morning jog. he permits himself to run his hand along the animal’s soft fur, silken beneath his touch.

the alarming bark that rolls out of his mouth puts thomas on a halt though and he turns to the door to which ace is barking at. he doesn’t know who could be visiting so early in the morning and curiosity burns him as he opens it hastily.

holly stands before him, a puppy held in her arms. in between a chortle of a smile and a questioning gaze, he asks, ❝is this your new pet or what—?❞

█ ▌ Getting a canine companion was probably the best decision the twenty-one year old has ever made. However, when she decided to adopt one from a colleague’s litter, she didn’t think her pup would be so mischievous. All she wanted to do was to take him out for a morning walk outside, but instead he decides to escape from his collar and play hide and seek. Although he was more than a handful at times, Holly had to admit it was a welcoming change in her lifestyle. She only wished she could spend more time to play with him.

█ ▌ Of course, in order to play with him she had to find him first. After searching and and low all over for her Alaskan Klee Kai she finally found him wandering around, with only a red handkerchief around his neck to identify him. As soon as she picks him up into her arms, a door opens up to reveal a familiar face. ‘No way--’ she thought to herself as she stared at the other. By random chance, out of all the places he could have wandered, Zero had stumbled across the residence of Thomas. ❝ Is this your new pet or what—? ❞ she heard him say.

█ ▌ With a nod of her head, she affectionately nuzzled her baby husky. ❝ As a matter of fact, he is! Thomas, meet Zero-- ❞ she introduced them the two. ❝ It’s short for Zerberus, but apparently he wanted to really meet you if he wandered all this way by his lonesome. ❞

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It had been a couple of times and honestly, she was getting tired of receiving the same reaction every time that she came in here. Can’t girls even come in here without getting those weird looks. “I will prove you wrong.” With that, she clicked her tongue, walking over to one of the game consoles, pointing over at the other controller. “Loser pays for the game.”

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