I like messy people; people who donât fit in a box or stay between the lines, but whoâs integrity is greater than any rule book and whoâs loyalty is stronger than blood.
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I like messy people; people who donât fit in a box or stay between the lines, but whoâs integrity is greater than any rule book and whoâs loyalty is stronger than blood.
Jim Wern (via jimwern)
In broad daylight, heâs caught dreaming of his Argentina. He sees her in the short-legged girl running down the sidewalk with wide-eyed innocence. The smell of strawberries brings him back to a little kitchen in a little apartment in the middle of nowhere. He hears a stranger say her name across a restaurant, and his heart lurches. When he hears laughter â the kind that engulfs the entire body in spasms â he thinks of her: unruly hair and dimpled cheeks, but when he wakes, heâs in Korea, caught between a red light and a crowd at a crosswalk. He feels like a sleepwalker â the home of ghosts.
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One lie has the power to tarnish a thousand truths.
Long digits tapped tetchily against the wooden table before her. Crimson pools perused the perimeter, examining every inch of it before the corner of her lips tugged up â revealing a tiny grin in its wake. The liar was amused; she didnât expect to see a stranger in her midst. âAh, have you come to challenge me?â Easy pickings, sheâd reap the winnings and be on her way. âStep this way, letâs see how well you fare.â  » Meticulous and cunning, Celes always has to have her own way â even if sheâs wrong in the situation. She is prone to losing her cool, lashing out at those she deems weaker than herself. Royal milk tea is the only thing that keeps her sane, and can be often found at the cafe she names as her second home. Or the most obvious choiceâgambling.
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Letting go doesnât mean that you donât care about someone anymore. Itâs just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself.
Deborah Reber, Chicken Soup for the Soul (via quoted-books)
Woah. [/ he chokes on his saliva, eyebrows shooting upwards, the subtle passive aggression in her words taking him off guard. ] Thatâs a little⊠Erm, strong. [/ he clears his throat, lifting a fist to his mouth as he politely coughs. ] I reckon, you can be decent and think about those things, I um, think. Fashion is er, just a means of fitting in. I canât blame um, people. Sure itâs not for everyone but⊠[/ awkwardly trailing off he smiles, still a little startled. ] Iâm er, actually far more fascinated with languages. [/ happily nods. ] Iâm a linguist.
Eh? ( / She blinks, a bit unsettled by his reaction. She starts then to fiddle with the tip of her shirt, biting her lower lip in embarassment. ) Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, I'm not really good with jokes and I am quite clumsy with words, I might have sound a bit too harsh. I'm sorry once again. ( / Far from her the wish to frighten him so fast. She nods softly, holding back her point of view by fear of not using the right words, once again. ) You're certainly right. Mh. ( / She scratches the back of her head, wedging a strand of her hair behind her ear. ) Oh, really? That's awesome. I feel more concerned here. I'm a polyglot myself. I'm really curious about everything, that certainly justifies how I started to learn foreign languages.
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Sure, busy woman. Â I know another person whoâs just as busy as you, all the time. [` grins, tiling his head to the side ] Fine, if you donât want my company, youâre missing out anyway.Â
Well, at least I'm not laying in my bed and being bored all day long. Don't you think it's a right thing, to be busy? Then you enjoy even more the times when you have the opportunity to do nothing at all. ( / She shrugs, smiling softly. ) I'll survive without you, don't worry.Â
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"Thatâs my nephew youâre talking about, and if you so much as lay a finger on him you wonât have fingers left to repeat such stupidity a second time." Â Â The manâs tone wasnât worked up nor hostile, but thatâs what made it perfectly clear that he meant business. Jichul is one to carve your heart out with a smile on his lips and a warmth to his words. He wonât get angry, heâll get even. Â Â When he was sure that the other party was fully aware of the consequences to their possible future actions (and hopefully smart enough to avoid acting at all) he hung up and pocketed his phone. Â Â The feminine voice presumably aimed directly at him caught him slightly off guard, but just enough for him to turn around with a soft smile curving his lips upon scanning her visage. That had, indeed, been a slight slip-up on his part since he usually refrained from holding such conversations in the presence of other people, but he was more surprised that the stranger approached him about it. Â Â Surprised enough to become intrigued. Â Â âThat is an interesting question.â Â Â To fully face her, Jichul shifted on his feet into a more ergonomic position and carefully laced his fingers together behind his back, the charming smile ever-present on his lips. Â Â âWho am I talking to, miss?â
Caught by the rain, Suzy wasn't expecting to play the intruder when she came upon that person's call, as her only intention was to prevent her clothes and hair to get too wet. She dared a look in his direction, while he was busy enough not to notice her. That was quite surprising and almost disturbing actually, to listen to such words said with such a nice tone, and, not to forget, such likeable and friendly facial features.
Curious as she had always been, she couldn't held her comment as he hang up."An interesting question I'm getting no answer to." Her lips curved into a smile meant to soften her tone, far from her the idea to sound rude, especially with a stranger who was obviously older than her. "I'm just a nobody who will get ill tonight because of the rain."
{/her eyes widen a bit before she slips off the wall} Do you think you could help me get it out? {/she asks quietly, trying not to let the full extent of her fear show}
( / She juts out her lips, nodding slightly at your words. ) Oh yeah of course. ( / Spiders have never really been frightening according to Suzy, nor all the little beasts you could find in nature. Plus, this spider is really small so why would she be scared? She comes towards, leaning a bit forward to have a closer look on that little thing, before giving it a flick to make it fly in other skies. ) Here you are, milady, freed from the horrible beast.Â
I do have a thing. [\ he responds thoughtfully, scratching his right eyebrow languidly as he nods. his movement is almost lazy, slightly lethargic as he nods. ] Several things about them⊠Interest me. Iâm erm, fascinated by physics. Good stuff.Â
( / Her look lights up as she listens to his words, her interest in the man growing as the conversation keeps on. ) Oh, really? I'm pleasantly surprised to hear that. Nowadays, all people care about seem to be fashion and the ass they'd get to fondle once the sun goes down. I'm glad to hear that there's still decent people in this world. ( / She shakes her head, holding back a smile. ) Well, you can be an evil mind who likes physics and who plans on ruling over the world, but you know what I meant. As far as I'm concerned, my knowledge of physics ends with Newton, if I don't get it wrong.
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The name's Zac Not Zachary|10.18.87|And..I'm rather bored and lonely
 After messing with his camera for at least a good thirty minutes now,it finally clicked on. He blankly stared at it momentarily,a goofy smile growing on his lips before he let out a soft laugh. âO-oh..itâs on,ya itâs on.â He confirmed to himself,nodding slowly whilst he let out a long sigh,âWell..where do I even start with a story like mine? Itâs a different one I guess but Iâll just give you all the basics for now,okay? The name is Zac Efron,born in Seoul and raised there for a year til I moved to Cali. Years and tons of shit went by,and well..now Iâm back here in Seoul.â He laughed a little,his eyes looking away from the camera for a split second only to look right back at it. âSo..would you be willing to get to know a guy like me?âÂ
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[` laughs briefly, handing her the package, dropping his arms by his sides ] see, Iâm magical, and you should keep me near if you want snacks from time to time. Â This feels like Iâm forced to bribe you with food to get a glimpse of your company, how sad does that make me look?
Well, you see, I'm a busy woman. I can't give my time to a bunch of people in the mean time. ( / She laughs softly, covering her mouth with the palm of her hand. ) But please, Gikwang-ssi. Don't be sad. That would make me sad as well and I don't want that to happen. ( / She gives him a wink, still smiling. ) And you know, I can buy snacks myself, so you can't blackmail me.
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