start a riot !!

“ welcome! ”  maybe  atsushi  sounded  a  tad  bit  too  enthusiastic  there.  his  smile  dwindled  as  he  was  now  close  enough  to  see  it  -  and  her.  a  fly  head  that  feeds  on  her  negative  energy,  he  thought,  wondering  if  it  would  be  right  to  just  slice  it  into  sashimi  right  there  and  then,  and  free  this  woman  of  the  weight  she  might  be  feeling.  then  again,  he  might  need  some  more  observation.  “ you  look  so  tired,  can’t  sleep  well? ”  he  decided  to  try  and  start  a  conversation.  the  next  best  thing  is  for  him  to  chase  her  and  knock  her  unconscious  in  order  to  gain  time  to  remove  the  curse.

once the wallet reached her hand, she peeked inside, confirming nothing else slipped out- or has been taken. this man seems to mean no harm but she needed to be sure. she herself is a con-woman, and knows first hand that looks can be deceiving. realizing it’s all there, she looked up answering his question, a little skeptical. “no, not really.” nara squinted at him, crossing her arms. “i can sleep for 10 hours straight and feel like i’ve had none..” she thought for a second, wondering how he knew. “are the eye bags giving me away?” 

          jasper just looked at him, cogs visibly turning in his head. five bucks was nothing to him considering how much he blew just on cigarettes alone but the problem wasn’t that he didn’t have five bucks.   ‘ i don’t carry change or anything. the smallest note i have on me is a 50. ’   rich kid problems.

Ikumi wasn’t normally one to bother folks. Sure, she could do it sometimes without meaning to, but accidents happened. In this case, she’d been aching for some fresh air and made for a café close to her friend’s apartment. Even with their face masks, she had slowed outside the establishment, dark brows crinkled as she eyed the barista dealing with what seemed to be the trash. A haze of flashing lights and lacquered poles pulsed in her memory, agile bodies expertly twisting to and fro. So when it hit her, it was sudden, and she was almost thankful for her mask that hid her newly sheepish expression. Lips pinched together, she leaned in, mindful to keep a safe distance before she whispered as if conspiratorial. “I can’t be entirely sure, but do you happen to have another job? One that involves you being pretty flexible, maybe..” 

chloe rolled her eyes as her expression dominated by sourness. “ I don’t want to play anymore. “ she whined, even crossing her arms, turning her back to the other. why would she play with someone who keeps irritating her nerves? “ go find someone who’s willing to play with a jerk like you. “

eojin’s grin faltered briefly. “hey- you can’t bail on me.” he playfully whined back, not exactly acknowledging the fact he was talking to the back of her head and that she called him a jerk. that wasn’t the first time. it always made him smile when she did. of course, he shouldn’t be internally laughing- but he definitely was. “who else gets as annoyed as you? it’s just no fun.” after a few moments of her not turning around, he began to poke at her sides.

“ alright we get it , you won. “