CHARLOTTE 3

𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖚𝖒 𝖏𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖌

excuse me did you see KIM JISOO hanging around palmwood studios? oh no, that was AREUM JEONG, the TWENTY-SEVEN year old actress who plays SUSIE SWANSEN (CHARLOTTE #3) on SCREECHING QUEENS. yeah, you know rumour has it she's INSENSITIVE, and A PERFECTIONIST, but her fans all say she’s COMPASSIONATE, and DETERMINED. around palmwood studios she’s known as THE HARD WORKER. ( cisfemale, she/her )

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌   . . .   @𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘮𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘨   :

clem: omg what is it? do you need me to bring a shovel??

clem: ohhh wait omg you DRINK? i didn't know that i thought you were too much of a good girl to get like drunk enough to have a hangover

clem: i would but alas i can not because i am being cuddled by a giant human and getting out of his arms would be a task and a half

areum: i don't get drunk

areum: which is why this was such a big mistake

exhaustion  glistens  in  oceanic  optics  ,  eerie  illusion  of  numbness  stretches  across  pale  features.  not  a  thought  entering  ,  just  a  desire  to  escape  with  an  aid  of  liquor.  rouge  -  stained  margins  rest  on  the  rim  of  a  half  empty  glass  ,  attention  flicking  between  groups  of  attendees.  a  smile  complementing  areum’s  laugh.  “  no  ,  but  takes  one  to  know  one  ,  right?  “  she  responds  ,  indicating  she’s  observant  to  certain  ,  similar  mannerisms.  “  do  you  want  to  talk  about  it?  “

areum: i did something stupid

areum: i have a bad hangover

he had heard the whispers of the rest of the cast talking about how late areum had been to the set of her own show, not entirely understanding why so many people seemed to care about the reasoning. he has been late to the mates set quite a few times, but he never gives anyone an explanation because it’s no one but the head of palmwood studios business anyway. he’s sitting on one of the free benches in the studio, reading over his lines for this week’s episode when the other begins to speak. “i guess so, i just don’t see why remington has to be such a smart ass this episode. it makes no sense to me whatsoever like he’s smart, but he’s not that big of an ass, is he?”

                    ❝  i’m  savin’  you  from  feelin’  like  absolute  shite  tomorrow.  ❞     the  words  are  accompanied  by  a  sigh.  they  would  probably  be  amused  —  truthfully ,  they  had  never  seen  her  this  drunk  &  giggly  before  —  but  time  spent  around  areum  made  them  feel  …  well ,  kind  of  bitter.  and  as  she  continues  on  with  her  drunken  ramblings ,  she  ends  up  speaking  on  the  source  of  that  feeling.  he  doesn’t  really  want  to  talk  about  it ,  even  though  the  two  of  them  are  overdue  for  some  closure  —  but  not  now  while  she  is  drunk  as  all  hell.     ❝  you’re  not  dumb ,  areum ,  you  never  have  been.  ❞     their  own  hand  reaching  up  to  wrap  their  fingers  around  the  hand  patting  his  cheek  &  hold  it  between  them.     ❝  you  just  …  listen  to  your  folks  a  bit  too  much  is  all.  but  this  is  really  a  conversation  for  when  you’re  sober ,  love.  ❞     it  is  a  bit  jarring  at  how  much  truth  spills  from  her  lips  with  enough  liquor.  they  had  figured  she  wasn’t  really  happy  …  they  recall  that  both  resigned  &  sad  look  in  her  eyes  the  day  they  broke  up.  the  resignation  is  what  stuck  with  them ;  like  this  was  something  she  may  have  grown  used  to.     ❝  no , no !  i’m  cuttin’  ya  off  &  won’t  hear  any  complaints.  take  your  water  &  i’ll  drive  you   home.  we  can  talk  about  this  on  the  drive  to  yours ,  yeah ?  ❞

delicate  ,  polished  nails  guide  red  tresses  behind  ears  ,  soon  grabbing  the  barman’s  attention  with  a  flick  of  long  lashes  and  tongue  swiping  over  swollen  ,  glossed  brims.  she  shares  a  contagious  giggle  ,  orders  a  drink  for  herself  and  a  new  friend.  she  nurses  the  brisk  liquor  ,  index  finger  trailing  the  rim  of  her  glass  as  a  hum  passes  smooth  and  silky  through  air.  “  look  pretty  ,  gain  free  drinks  and  people  watch  “  she  advises  ,  swivelling  in  chair  to  observe  the  room.  “  pretend  we  aren’t  as  depressed  as  we  are.  “ 

“ oh we’re not allowed to start crying , if we cry then everyone else will cry , it’ll be a tear party and then everyone around us will be sad which’ll just make me more sad and start the cycle again . ” she skipped towards the car without a care in the world , “ the guy told me not to drive it all the time because the crystals might come off but why would i get the car if not to drive it . that’s like getting me a toy and asking me not to play with it . ” she scoffed reaching over to buckle areum into her seat pressing a little kiss to her cheek before peeling out of the lot like a bat out of hell . 

“ yay ! okay , i’m happy again . ” there’s not much that can keep clem down . it’s probably from years of being mentally tortured from her father but she’d learned early on how to turn even the saddest things into a momentary upset that she’d soon get over . “ can i drive this time ? did i show you my new car ? i finally got a lambo and look - ” pointing towards the car that was covered in bright pink swarovski crystals .

                   *  /  closed  starter  ft.  @arevmjeong​​

social  events  ,  glamorous  red  carpets  and  ,  pestering  tabloids  were  a  triad  of  activities  the  redhead  has  avoided  for  the  better  part  of  two  weeks.  her  depression  isolating  ,   draining  every  last  ounce  of  energy  she  had  and  she  normally  runs  on  a  painstakingly  low  social  battery.  she  decides  an  appearance  at  this  event  is  only  favourable  ,  stops  the  press  stirring  and  reimaging  her  to  fit  whatever  anecdote  they’re  about  to  develop.  liquor  swims  through  her  petite  frame  already,  a  visible  lightweight  but  one  which  gathers  control  this  time.  delphina  finds  herself  sitting  next  to  areum  ,  satisfied  and  comfortable  to  be  with  someone  familiar  yet  mysterious.  “  do  you  want  another  one?  “  she  asks  ,  gesturing  towards  her  empty  glass.