160906 Red Velvet @ ‘러시안 룰렛 (Russian Roulette)’ Music Video Teaser
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160906 Red Velvet @ ‘러시안 룰렛 (Russian Roulette)’ Music Video Teaser
“Macaroni neckl– you know what I meant! Alright, what if I firmly believe it’s not special, would I still have to wear it?”
Yeri’s jaw instantly dropped, her eyes widening. “Yah–– I made it for you! You’re saying it’s not special?” she replied, her lips curving downward in a pout.
Once the two were out of the room, he could feel a difference in the air. The poor ventilation caused the room to overheat, making him feel as if he was baking. As they entered the new room, he couldn’t help but let out a big sigh of relief. “It’s a lot better here– but is it alright if we are in this room?” He looked around, noticing the room was empty. “The other room was where the staff knew to find us when it was time.” He scratched the nape of his neck.
Yeri plopped down onto the couch where she let out a puff of hot air from her lungs. It was definitely a warm day, plus that other room made it almost impossible to be comfortable. “Don’t worry. We wont stay long.” she said reassuringly. “We’ll just stay here for a few minutes – unless you’d like to be suffocated back there,” she let out a soft chuckle. However her eyes were begging for a few more minutes of cool, fresh air.
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‘ if a rattata ever show his ass in front of me ONCE again, i swear to god –’
‘— oh dammit ! i did not waste my time under these blazing sun for another rattata, this is so unfair ! ’ he spins around, eyes instantly landing on the younger — not to mention super cute too – female figure in front of him that he had declared her as his newest friend approximately a month ago. yes he is aware that a month isn’t a very long time, and for a journalist as himself, he should have more friends to support his job and life in general. unfortunately, the people he met aren’t very pleasant to be around. but he is lucky enough to met her.
‘ what do you got so far, yeri? ’
Yeri let out a laugh, her head thrown back as she did so; she was definitely in a cheerful mood. “hey, at least you’re not getting all these stupid pidgey’s!” she replied with a whine. her lips grew into a pout then as she showed him her screen. “pidgey, pidgey, ekans, pidgey, rattata...” she rattled off while her expressions displayed defeat. the two hadn’t been friends for too long, yet it seemed like that month made them pretty comfortable with each other – so comfortable that they set out to catch pokemon together for a few hours. “maybe if we hit another pokestop, we can stop and eat there... are you hungry?”
“Trust your unnie, spencer-rooney knows exactly what she is doing.” she laughed. spencer thought it was a great idea to try and make homemade kimichi but instead of the reddish color – the pickled jar looked more brownish. “do you think i forgot a step?”
Yeri let out a loud laugh as the older female questioned everything that led up to that moment. “i don’t think so–– but why isn’t it like this?” she asked, pointing to the picture included in the instructions. if she were to be honest, this wasn’t the first time yeri’s ever failed with instructions and probably wouldn’t be the last. “m– maybe we just didn’t put enough of something...?”
sanhee lets out a little puff of air before nodding. after all, her lungs are already burning in her chest from the running. that’s what happens when you get zero exercise and lots of cigarettes, she guesses. “yeah, you know what? i like that idea better than running all the way to the next block.” she smiles softly at the other’s suggestion, knowing she had nothing to do tomorrow anyway, she doesn’t think it would be a bad idea. “if this is your way of apologizing for not double tying your shoe laces, please always forget to double tie them. so c’mon, there’s a good ice cream place nearby!”
A laugh escaped the female’s lips, shaking her head in dismissal. “yah, i don’t have to apologize for that – they were tied super tightly when i left this morning! i just happened to.. you know.. step on the lace!” she replied stubbornly. her smirk never leaving the corner of her mouth. “but –– if we can get ice cream all the time, then i’ll leave my shoes untied!” she laughed, nudging her shoulder while she brushed herself off. “okay, let’s go!” she grabbed the other’s hand and tugged her along.
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“Do you feel like it is a little too hot in here?” He raised his hand to wipe a bead of sweat from dripping off his forehead. He wasn’t sure if it was just him or the air conditioning was turned off in the waiting rooms. However, all he could tell was he was hot.
“It is a little warm in here,” she agreed with a nod. “Come on, I know a place with better ventilation.” She tugged on his arm, moving through the busy room of bodies before heading out toward a smaller containment; a quieter room with an AC that actually worked. “Here, you okay?” she asked. Her brows were knit together as she looked over him with worry; making sure he didn’t have any signs of passing out.
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“To make something special you just have to believe it’s special.”
“Then i firmly believe that this macaroni necklace is special. now will you please wear it?”
sanhee’s eyes dart from yeri to the ice cream truck, her foot tapping impatiently as the white truck with a huge figure of an ice cream above it starts getting smaller and smaller. “we’re going to miss it!” she tells her and then starts running again when the younger is back up on her feet. but to no avail and despite their best efforts, the ice cream truck is too far now to catch up. she knows it’s childish to run after an ice cream truck but it feels like childhood and there is nothing wrong with that. sanhee halts in her tracks, reaching out to pull yeri with her. “it’s gone. we can’t catch up.” a frown appears on her face, looking at the younger. “no more ice cream.”
Yeri’s brows were knit together as she made her ways down the sidewalk. the faint footsteps of her friend behind her gradually getting heavier until it halts; a hand jerking the younger back in defeat. a bead of sweat fell upon her forehead while her face relaxed, her breath slightly heavy. the stubborn female didn’t like to admit defeat – yet there she was, without an ice cream in her hand. “b-but... he’ll stop on the next block!” she insisted before her eyes scanned the other’s. there was that sign that she should give up. “okay but – let’s just go to the store and get some! then we can grab more snacks on the way out and have a movie night!”
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“If it stings, that means it’s working.”
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“Are you sure you know what you’re doing? It doesn’t look like the picture.”
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“Are you hurt? Should I call for help––?”