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[jiyeonws]

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She laughed, corners of her lips pulling back and spreading to form a wide smile. Even still, Jiyeon felt nothing less than adoration for her dear friend, and quite frankly she probably should have known better than to get too sentimental—but she couldn’t help herself. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she started, chuckling lightly once more, fingers releasing themselves from the coffee cup in front of her so she could defensively hold out her palms to the younger.

“It’s just—I should be practicing right now, especially since we have our comeback coming in literal days. But it’s not like I’m unprepared. Having the chance to see you today was something I couldn’t pass up.” Shrugging, she pulled her hands back, shoving her sleeves down to cover her chilled knuckles, slender fingers taking their place back around the warm cup of coffee after setting some more tissues next to Haeun’s cup.

“But I wish we could spend more time together too,” she reiterated, lifting the cup to her lips and taking a long sip, eyes closing as the liquid quickly warmed her core. Her eyes opened, and she felt newly formed tears coating her lower eyelid. “At least now you aren’t the only one crying,” she said teasingly, rolling her eyes playfully as her lips pulled into a sheepish smile.

[wshaeni]

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     halloween, an interesting time of year. especially, for someone who absolutely hates the idea of ghosts, demons and spirits alike, would attend some sort of halloween get together, dressed up as a nurse. cradling in her arm was an enormous syringe, green gunk like substance occupying the space within the clear prop as she reluctantly explores the hallways of the building herself. screams already echoing behind her, hearing the banging of fists against the walls followed by rampant footsteps that could be heard sprinting frantically in the rooms she would pass by. 

     she had no game plan, no course of action that could be taken if a demon decided to appear and possess her. does she attempt to stab it with her fake syringe? does she offer hyuk’s soul instead? does she tell the demons that his flesh tastes better than hers, considering how much time he spends on prepping himself to be annoying and ungrateful? or does she beg pathetically on her knees? do demons even consider the pleas of their victims? the thoughts course through her reverie causing slight panic to cascade through her veins, feeling her digits tighten around the syringe in her hand. the sudden scream behind her causes her jolt, throwing herself against the wall in a panic and she freezes, the hallway is empty, no one was behind her, yet the echoing of the scream was so clear in her mind that she swears... she swears it was real. a hand moves to press against her chest, she could feel her heart racing, the needle end of the syringe falling to the floor with a gentle clang as she manages to regain her composure. 

     she drags her syringe around, the point scrapping gently against the surface of the flooring, turning to enter a room as her shoulder collides with another. and in her frantic state of mind, she tosses her syringe at the assumed demon lady she had bumped into, a yelp leaving her own lips. only moments later had she realised that she had attacked her own sister, “oh my goodness... i thought you were a demon. you almost gave me a heart attack.”