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@95x104-blog
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.
Fernando Pessoa, Book of Disquiet (via larmoyante)
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This wasn’t the first time that something like this happened. When it was work Skylar always finished everything in time, but when it came to bills and other responsibilities he could never match the deathline. Before he started to live in his new apartment his parents used to cover for every expenses and took care of all the money order he had to make. It seemed like he wasn’t completly ready to live an adult life – but as a somewhat spoiled twenty-one years old how could he be? Getting an eviction notice wasn’t a new thing, it has happened to him a few times before. Even if he didn’t pay for two months the landlord would already threaten him. It was a really good neighbourhood and without his parents help he probably couldn’t have get an apartment in it. “Hey, it’s okay. They won’t send me away for real! My dad has some connection with the owner so I just need to make a phonecall in the worst case. “ He shrugged, ignoring the girl’s attempt to pull him away from his game. He didn’t like to rely on his parents anymore, ever since he came to live in Korea, but he knew well that if he asked they would still help him with everything and anything. “Why don’t you get comfortable, and we could order some food!” He suggested.
"Or-- or, you could just go and pay it now?" Situations like this always put things into perspective for Seol -- just how differently the two of them had been brought up. It wasn't such a bad thing, but it always fascinated her. While she would have been panicking at the sight of another eviction notice on her door, Skylar merely had to make a phone call and everything would be resolved for him. A few more tugs to the male's arm, and then she gave up, plopping down beside him with a defeated huff. According to him, everything would be fine. But shouldn't she encourage him to be more responsible and pay his bills on time? What would happen if one day, for some reason, his family didn't have his back anymore? "You should at least pay on time..." She mumbled, allowing her head to rest against Skylar's shoulder. "I'm going to start leaving sticky notes all over the place to remind you." Seol's gaze drifted to the game the other was playing in subtle interest. She had a certain fondness for video games, be it playing herself or watching others play. It was one of the reasons the two of them got along so well -- mutual interests. "What food should we get?" She asked absently before turning her head, chin propped up on the male's shoulder as she looked at him curiously.
❛ REST EASY CHICA , this girl has this situation under control. NOW, sit still or the safety pin will poke you. ❜
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"What?" Seol had been completely calm about having somebody fix her hair, but the woman's words suddenly put the mental image of her being stabbed to death by a safety pin in her head and the girl was frozen -- well, at least Emilia didn't have to worry about her moving around too much. It was irrational, of course, and she knew that well, but she found herself focusing a bit too much on staying still.
"Okay, but... If it does poke me, I'm not gonna die, right?"
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–– * ☽ ; RAIN SHOWERS ARE A SIGN OF THE COMING OF SPRING. Unpredictable and often, inconvenient things that had the potential to just ruin someone’s day or evening. They were also a mark of her independance; rain around this time always reminded her of when she freed herself of the chains that once suffocated her. And maybe that was why she was stuck with a mood that mirrored the skies at this time. Gloomy. Dark and DEPRESSING. Oddly enough, though, she had a soft spot for spring’s showers. Even if she was one of the lucky winners to be stuck in an empty 7-Eleven with some stranger that proved to be a little less than interesting due to the rain. So her mood wasn’t that bad. In her usual fashion, she’s curious. Wants to know what makes this woman tick. Picking up on something she had mentioned in their conversation, Soomi uses it to prod her more. “You dropped out of college? Why? Do you want to work here for the rest of your life? The pay must be better than I thought…”
It was something that occured often, customers and often random passerby using the 7-ELEVEN Seol worked at as a small shelter until the rain finally let up. Seemed like it was coming down pretty hard today, from the looks of it. Of course, spring had arrived. Rain was an inevitable aspect of the coming season, and one that Seol didn't really mind all that much. In the time since it had started pouring, Seol had participated in casual chatter with a woman who had stepped in, presumably avoiding the rain as most people did. It wasn't very common for her to bring up the fact that she had dropped out of college -- it wasn't necessarily something to brag about, after all -- but some way or another, and to Seol's embarrassment, this stranger had managed to coax it out of her with ease. "Ah, it's not that," She replied with a shake of her head, raching behind her head to tie her hair back with a hairband she'd kept around her wrist. "The pay's not that great, honestly -- don't tell the manager I said that." She chuckled. "It's just..." The girl trailed off with a sigh, peering over at the unopened boxes she would be emptying later, and then out the window. Raindrops gathered against the transparent surface of the convenience store's front entrance. Suddenly the rain seemed much gloomier than before. "College isn't always cheap, and the scholarships don't always go to everyone that needs them." She finished.
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✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.
▲ five time my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.
☠ five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.
★ five times my muse thought yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
❤ five times my muse says they don’t love yours, and the one time they admit it.
▼ five times my muse has caught yours getting off, and the one time they help out.
♫ five times my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time it maybe is.
☪ five times our muses almost hold hands, and the one time they do.
☁ five times my muse has thought about yours, and the one time they do something about it.
☢ five times my muse almost sends a nude, and the one time they do.
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“Don’t let them talk to you that way.”
“I get so angry whenever I hear them talking about you… you don’t deserve it.”
“You could have been killed!”
“What were you thinking?!?”
“Are you alright?! Do you need anything?”
“I can’t leave you here alone.”
“I don’t want to lose you.”
“If they lay a finger on you, I swear I’ll kill them.”
“I’ll protect you with my life.”
“I’ll never leave your side. Not until we can ensure your safety.”
“Who did this to you?!”
“No one messes with you and gets away with it.”
“I’ve got you, don’t worry.”
“Come on, tell me what happened.”
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He puts his elbows against the table, cupping his chin in his hands as he watches her. “ The noodles are good, but I come here for the pretty waitress. So when are you off work? ”
Tucking a couple fiery curls behind her ear, Seol turned her head to look at the man seated next to the table she was cleaning. Had she known that a casual questioning of the food would have resorted in such a response she probably wouldn't have asked, because Jaejin's answer only left her slightly flustered. With a timid smile she shook her head.
"I'm actually not on the clock. I'm just helping out until my mother gets back... Should only be another five minutes." She managed to reply, as casually as she could muster despite the faint rosiness of her cheeks.
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All Minhyun could do was laughm, but it wasn’t from embarrassment. Truly, he’d be worried if he had sent the wrong text to most girls, but that was not how he felt because it was Seol, the sweet little girl who wasn’t so little anymore. Seol was a sweet girl. She even promise to delete the rather revealing photo, and even if she didn’t his face wasn’t in it. He was fine. Minhyun just laid back and imagined the girl’s bright red expression and he chuckled. She had always been so cute, but she had never stayed on his mind in this way before.
( s m s ) its okay
He took his thoughts of her and turned them into a text. Minhyun figured her cheeks were probably red for long enough and he should try to calm her down. He began typing once more.
( s m s ) she is a friend of mine that I’ve been well… very friendly with
( s m s ) I’m sorry you got the text
Minhyun yawned and looked at the clock. Man, he was getting old to already be tired this early. He chuckled again, and decided to text his red headed friend once again. He was still curious about her.
( s m s ) what are you up to?
( s m s ) how was your day and you family?
( s m s ) what to go grab a drink?
Shortly after typing out her final text, she scrolled up ( albeit reluctantly ) to the aforementioned picture. Not even giving herself a chance to stare at it she quickly deleted the text, as well as the other ones that had been meant for whoever this Sumin woman was. She could still feel her cheeks burning. She was not the type to send or recieve texts of that sort, so the fact that she had gotten one at all had been shocking enough, but adding the fact that it was Minhyun of all people...
Finally he texted back. He seemed pretty calm about this -- at least, that’s how the text had made it seem. Good, Seol thought. That makes one of us.
She wanted to pretend that she didn’t feel a small flicker of jealousy while reading the text that followed. Of course she could deduce what he’d meant by being friendly... But she wasn’t actually jealous. Of course not. That’d be silly. It was probably just past sentiments that had caught up with her out of nowhere.
( s m s ) you don’t have to apologize. it was an accident.
( s m s ) i was just.. a little shocked, that’s all.
Seol fell back onto her bed with a weak huff. She had just gotten off of work and had been relaxing when this all had happened. Now that it crossed her mind, she was immensely grateful that she hadn’t recieved such a text while at work, or anywhere else out in public for that matter. Who knows what could have happened. She shook her head, brushing the thought aside just as another couple of texts came in. She smiled to herself, sitting upright and typing out her replies.
( s m s ) i just got off work. i’m at home now.
She was just about to reply to the second message when the third caught her eye, and excitement bubbled within. There was no denying that Seol had been excited to see Minhyun again, and maybe this time she would be a bit more prepared than last time. White teeth sank gently into her lower lip in an attempt to conceal an excited smile, thumbs moving quickly along her phone’s touch-screen to respond.
( s m s ) i’d love to.
( s m s ) where do you want to meet? we can talk more there.
* & — I’m here!! I apologize, I know I said I would be doing replies... 2 days ago, was it? But then I got busy and could never get to it. SO! I’ll be getting to that after I restart my computer. 꼭 기다려!
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I knew it wasn’t too important, but it made me sad anyway.
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
