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I care so much Iâm sick.
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via theliteraryjournals)
             â* HER STEPS GOT BIGGER WITH EVERY SECOND, and she didnât know if it was the adrenaline rushing through her veins or simply her quickened pace that caused her heart hammering against her chest. since she had left left the dorm, ten minutes ( which felt like an hours ) had passed and the feeling that someone was following her still clung to her not showing any sign to let go soon. she knew that since the accident  she had gotten a little overcautious , ( perhaps even paranoid ), and at times she would even get startled by a bird simply rustling some leaves. however, the thought that it wasnât simply panic that put her into that state, sent a cold shiver to her spine. thatâs why as soon as she spotted someone standing only few metres away from her she immediately grabbed their arm ( that hard that her nails were piercing their skin ) muttering something to them, her words wrapped with fear . â just act naturally and keep walking. âÂ
nurse-kwangsu.
Kwangsu looked up, blinking in confusion at the response he got. He wasnât really expecting anyone to verbally respond in the first place, let alone the girl that seemed way too focused on her own phone. Yet, she had and he was at a loss for what to say. Blinking a couple of times, he gave an awkward laugh. âHa, no, I was justâI was talking about me. I should have that app,â he said, feeling more awkward as he clarified the situation. Pressing his lips together, his dimples deepening as he tried to smile but stopping midway when he realized how unnatural it felt. âIâm sure everyone could find a purpose for it though at some point.â
              â* HER BODY STIFFENED WHEN THE HEAT COLOURED HER CHEEKS SCARLET. of course she would blindly run into another embarrassing situation even when she was simply trying to distract herself a little. â why ? â she asked, her head falling to the side when her gaze wandered over him to find any sign of the other being drunk. â you donât appear to be drunk, not even the slightest.â she wondered, thinking about very own and rather embarrassing behaviour when she would be drunk.â youâr right, but i wish people would spend their time on more important things, that would contribute to something instead of getting drunk.â
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             â* DESPITE OF THE BLAZING HEAT, A STICKY COLDNESS CLUNG TO HER TREMBLING BODY.  dark hues followed the once so familiar silhouette and more than just shared memories burned intpo her mind -- remembering her of everything she had lost on her way. it had been exactly three days since she had seen and like the other four times her hands were still shaking at the sight of him. during the past years she hadnât changed a bit and the heavy lump still sit deep in her throat, choking the words, the truth, that wanted to escape her lips; and it seemed as if someone tied down stones to her feet, that made her unable to take only a step towards him. yet, it was only FEAR , fear that tied her down and the fear that sealed memories would put her in the place she had merely escaped. however, this time she was determined. determined to tell him the TRUTH, not in a dull text message but in person. and although her legs were still heavy, she continued walking towards him, pushing away any thought that occupied her mind. even then another cold shiver met her when she placed her hand on his shoulder only to immediately pull it back, she swallowed down the lump and opened her mouth to speak. â hi. â she said lamely, letting a few seconds of silence pass, before she lifted her gaze that had been stuck to the ground during these seconds that felt like hours. it was hard looking at him without guilt clenching her heart. probably something that sheâd NEVER get rid off again. â we need to talk. â Â
so, due to my little hiatus iâm probably late with the revamp thing, but i thought i should post this anyway. so regarding lina there are not really any changes, despite of some small things. however, i changed up some things for yoori (to make her suffer) that i will explain under the cut. so please like this post for plots and i will jump into your IMs !!!Â
tw: death, murder, miscarriage
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nurse-kwangsu.
For all the book knowledge Kwangsu possessed, he couldnât help but feel helplessly stupid most of the time. As he scrolled through his messages from the early hours of Tuesday morning, he sighed deeply. Chewing on his bottom lip, Kwangsu read each drunken text to his eldest sister, calling her a âbum bumpâ and claiming she was so unfeeling she probably couldnât even enjoy her husband anymoreâthe smiley face and the endless string of âkkkkâ following it only made the message seem worse. âI wish they had an app that stopped you from drunk texting,â he mumbled, not meaning it for anyone else, but it traveled to the surrounding area.
             â * HAVING MADE HERSELF COMFORTABLE NEXT TO THE OTHER , SHE BARELY PAID ATTENTION TO HER SURROUNDING. her concentration was fixated on the little screen which illuminated her face, when her fingers were awkwardly swiping over the device as she still had to get used to using a smartphone. only when the other spoke, reality hit her and shattered her concentration causing the phone almost slipping from her hand due to the slight shock that came with the realisation that she hadnât been alone. â but, iâm not drunk ? why should i need an app like that ? â she said, blinking in confusion.
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irritation seeps into her lifes blood more oft than not these days, a permanent scowl written across conventionally beautiful features that allows the shadow around her to loom ever closer. she is not amused, not a bit, and itâs not for the faint hearted to approach the elegant woman, reclining ever so slightly against the wall. âyou picked a bad day to come see me, I think.â she knew, the other surely was also aware. âmy workmates are idiots and I want to just torch this fucking place.â complaining wasnât going to fix anything, she knew at least this much. perhaps they would indulge her just a bit. âI donât suppose you brought me an alcoholic beverage by any chance?â she wanted to merely drown out her sorrows.
              â* HER STRAIGHT BROWS ALMOST MET IN THE MIDDLE, AS SHE SQUEEZED THEM TOGETHER. a hint of confusion crossed her face, before indifference replaced it in the matter of seconds.  a beautiful face adorned with unnecessary rudeness werenât a rare combination ( unfortunately ),  and for yoori it would always remain a riddle why people found such an ugly trait to be worthy for being part of them.  nevertheless,  she ran into these kind of people a little too often and she was forced to learn dealing with them, rather than making a fuss over it. â it might be always a bad day to come and see you.â the usual softness in her voice died down and a distant cool laced her words instead when she spoke.â of course not, but i doubt it will fix your attitude, you should try picking up trash instead it will make you calm down. â she said, stretching her arms behind her before her eyes fell back to the crumpled paper in her hands.â anyway,this guy asked me to deliver this message to you, i think itâs some kind of old-fashioned love letter. â
so, due to my little hiatus i'm probably late with the revamp thing, but i thought i should post this anyway. so regarding lina there are not really any changes, despite of some small things. however, i changed up some things for yoori (to make her suffer) that i will explain under the cut. so please like this post for plots and i will jump into your IMs !!!Â
tw: death, murder, miscarriage
Iâve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I wonât apologize because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I donât want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest.
Azra.T âDonât Wait Three Days to Text First.â (via cultivate-solitude)
irene // be natural
chtaews.
wookbitz: Â itâs just most people now have smartphones so itâs a surprise!! wookbitz: Â you do look good wookbitz: Â why do you never believe me :( wookbitz: Â WAIT THAT SOUNDS BAD wookbitz: Â you should take it to a vet!!!!!! wookbitz: Â thatâs probably toxic??? omg iâm worried :( wookbitz: Â kovu once ate paint and he was sick for days :(
yootree: *protagonist voice* but i'm not like MOST people yootree: because youâre a guy with a shiba inu. shiba inu guys shall not to be trusted yootree: and because youâre nice and nice people lie all the time.... yootree: i DONâT HAVE A CAR !!! AND IDK WHERE TO FIND ONE?? yootree: iâm scared, momo is trembling and just lying there... refusing to drink anything !! yootree: he was fine only seconds ago!!! yootree: and what did u do with him?? did you give him some medications or .. yootree: but heâs fine, so the dye wonât be that bad....?!??
mierred.
    bionerd96:  i have neither the hair dye or the skills of a hair dresser     bionerd96:  and as a friend     bionerd96:  i dare you to get rid of it
yootree: what the... yootree: whatâs this???!!! yootree: where did u got them from??? yootree: iâm scared... throw it away
ofcnayoung.
Na.young: You want help from me?
Na.young: what happened to not wanting to talk to me?
Na.young: I would move the phone up a little bit more if youâre trying to get your face in it.
Na.young: I think it looks cute.. but then again who cares what I think since itâs your hair and entirely up to you.
yootree: i didn't mean to message you so ... yootree: and i forgot to delete your number yootree: just ignore it. yootree: oh and i didn't mean to show my face. yootree: thank you... and yeah i don't care. yootree: wow that's so awkward -