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jeon so-mi & she&her / cis-woman ‷ watch out , georgia "gigi" seong has crash-landed into roswell !! they look 21 years old and celebrate their birthday on 9/16/2000 . they are from chicago, il, reside in aurora apartments and are currently working as musician & student. one thing you should know about them is they speak 5 languages. ‷ ( ivy, she/her, 21+, cst )

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Jay merely lifted a brow at that. “No, I guess I don’t…” he responded. “But then, I guess my priorities changed a couple of years back.” Moments that turned your life completely inside out did that to you. It was safe to say he couldn’t really relate to his sister on any level as far as this was concerned now.

Chiba shook his head with a sigh, clearly enjoying the banter. “That’s so mean, I wouldn’t even know how to enjoy this job, suddenly I’ll be underqualified.” He cocked an eyebrow when she asked about the kid, already know where it was going. Gigi needed protection, at least that was the general consensus, not in her day to day life, but just in case an actual threat made itself known. He felt slightly useless as a bodyguard, there wasn’t as much action, but most of all: he wasn’t so sure she would let him save her if push came to shove. “I’m not telling,” he said, “this is exactly why I needed to remove myself from the situation.” The image of him telling the kid off and Gigi coming to either kick him in the balls or smack him in the face, brought a smile to his face.

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where: outside of area 51. 2 am.

         something nico did every other weekend was head over to area 51 for some … relaxation. well, as relaxed as you can be surrounded by party people who – while not completely sober – are probably the best company he tends to keep outside of school. or maybe just the only company … the line is a bit blurry. taking a break from the crowd inside – nico stands under a street light, as a mixture of cigarette smoke and condensation floats up towards the light & disappears in the night air beyond it. he liked the crisp air at night. nico always found it a nice contrast to the scorching heat in the day. lost in thought, nico let his cigarette drop to the ground. a lost cause when it put itself out as it hit the ground. a sigh escaping his lips before he spots someone passing, he leaned forward “hey – got a light?” nico asks, pulling out another cigarette from his back pocket. 

audrey digs into her cheeseburger. she tries to be discreet as she observes a few other people seated on the opposite side of the cafe. “have you heard about them?” screw alien conspiracies; audrey finds townsfolk gossip more interesting.

At last, the sister Mia’s never met. She was beautiful, that’s for sure. The Cuban has only ever heard stories, seen pictures. Few, at that. She’s even heard some of her music too, but the Seong’s were a curious family. Private, indeed. Never in each other’s business, which was a ways away from her own family. Once she figured that out, she wondered how Jay even agreed to vlog, but then, she had always wondered what went on inside that head of his, even when she thought she had him all figured out.

“Gigi…hi,” she greeted, definitely not one of her more graceful highlights, but this was a surprise. To the point, it took her a moment to process what was even asked because it never crossed her mind someone would think they were a fashion statement, let alone meet her. “…jumper cables?…” She questioned right back to make sure they were talking about the same thing. In trying to figure out where she came up with that idea, she supposed it had something to do with the ‘jumper’ part of the name. However, she wasn’t given much time to clarify before Gigi ran with it. “Uhm, no, no, I don’t need spare clothes. I need…” her voice trailed off as she tried to think of  what to say. “Hm.” Instead, she pulled out her phone to Google a picture of jumper cables and showed it to her. “This. Do you have this?” The fact she had to ask probably gave her her answer already, but it didn’t hurt to see.

         she’s  perhaps  the  most  open  of  her  family  ,   the  gigi  seong  name  practically  sprawled  over  social  media  ,   and  she  has  her  own  little  following  from  both  life  before  the  band  and  b2un  .   young  girl  is  used  to  being  ADORED  ,   people  commenting  on  her  posts  and  lives  to  hype  her  up  ,   and  so  she’ll  lean  into  such  things  !   if  that  also  means  leaning  into  being  a  BIMBO  ,   which  she  had  been  doing  anyways  ,   so  be  it  .  

Luis laughed, nodding expressively when she seemed to demonstrate the same wobbly motion that she had since he had ran into her. But he still kept his arm near her just in case, even if he nodded at the comment. “Thank you,” he said, genuine enough to make it seem like she was helping her instead of the other way around. “So, how has your night been? You seem like you’ve been enjoying yourself.” It was said with real enthusiasm, because even if he had no taste for alcohol, he did envy those who didn’t mind letting go.

          luca had spent the bigger part of his life in italy, surrounded by italianos, and even now that was the language he spoke the most whenever he’d visit his parents. it was the language he was most comfortable in, without the fear of saying things wrong. so, it simply slipped out without even being noticed sometimes. “ i don’t do it on purpose, bella. ” tone is sugary sweet as he leans forward, nose brushing with hers. “ but i must admit that principessa does suit you much better. ” luca grins, looking down at her. “ you know i can handle anything. we’ve both been down this road more times than i can even be bothered to remember. ”

SHE BLUSHES LIGHTLY AT THE GIRL’S COMPLIMENTS, pushing a loose strand of her behind her ear. “You, as well. You’re very lovely, um, thank you…” She lets out a deep breath, smiling kindly at the other and helping her, making sure she doesn’t trip or fall. “Good… It’s good to know they’re approving of what I’m doing. It’s okay, helping someone isn’t a bad thing,” she points out. “I bet you’ve heard that from many other people, too.”

a grin creeps across tomas’ lips despite himself, his head shaking just a touch before he’s making a faint hum in the back of his throat. “yeah, sure, whatever you want - we’ll talk about settin’ up a dating profile tomorrow, you know, when it’s not halloween,” he muttered, because he wasn’t sure he actually believed if she would do it - just like he wasn’t sure if it would even help his sorry excuse of a love life. “you need a water, gi - else you’re gonna be hurtin’ in the morning. and some food - soak up some of that…” he trails off, though it’s obvious enough what he was going to say. he had the urge to take care of her - and he hoped she wouldn’t put up too much of a fight about it.

Chiba offered only the slightest eye-roll at Gigi at the comment, never too forward with the playful way he was sometimes around her. He still wanted people to think that this was just a job for him, that he didn’t also care about his own client. He was in it purely for the money. “But I enjoy that part of my job description the most,” he informed her, tone slightly nagging, before biting his lip and taking a deep breath through his nose. “I was this close to smacking that one kid looking at you though, so I’m doing us both a favour.” He crossed his arms as well, mimicking her stance. 

IT’S NOT THAT ALI IS SELF-CONSCIOUS ABOUT HIS HEIGHT, but he’s self-aware enough to poke fun at it once and awhile. it seems with gigi he doesn’t even need to do it, because if she actually cares about his height, she refuses to say so—and she doesn’t seem like the kind of girl to hold back her opinion.   “ lucky me, ”   he laughs, enjoying getting to look down at her. he WANTS to kiss her, but maybe he’s just waiting for the right moment… or maybe he’s just waiting to make sure that moment is now. so when she calls him out he can only laugh, and then ali takes her face in his hand and draws her closer, letting his other hand rest on her hip as their lips meet softly. 

          “it feels kind of ridiculous that i haven’t introduced the two of you to each other yet since you’re my closest friends.” ziggy scrunches up her nose, making a mental note to introduce atticus to gigi as soon as possible. they weren’t alike in any sense but that shared interest could possibly spark up a friendship between the two. they look over at gigi, ready to take her side no matter what the bad thing was — that’s what best friends were for, right? “you… your bandmate, brook?” ziggy wonders, just to make sure they had heard correctly. mouth is slight open as they process it. “fuck, okay, i see. uh, what—what the heck, g? how did that happen?”

ali: great :) how's 7pm?

ali: i'll pick you up

gigi: perfect

matty  keeps  a  laugh  at  bay  ,  threatening  at  curved  lips  .   though  it’s  one  that  never  comes  forth  ,  because  a  coin  is  tossed  ,  a  member  of  the  group  gets  hit  ,  and  turns  around  to  face  the  perpetrator  .   and  matty  ?   well  ,  he  tries  to  avoid  a  fight  ,  tries  to  keep  gigi  from  angering  them  any  further  .   besides  -  two  guys  against  matty  ?   seemed  highly  unfair  .   thus  ,  palm  goes  up  and  settles  against  gigi's  lips  ,  an  attempt  to  shush  her .   “  i’m  so  sorry  ,  man  .   she  apologizes  ,  ”   he  lies  ,  sitting  her  down  on  a  stool  whilst  looking  at  the  group  over  his  shoulder  .   “  listen  -  i  get  it  ,  just  don’t  be  pickin’  fights  with  more  than  one  person  because  we  both  know  you  won’t  be  of  any  help  when  fists  start  swingin’  .  ”   it’s  a  little  more  subtle  this  time  ,  but  the  corner  of  his  mouth  twitches  up  with  a  smile  .   her  ghosts  story  is  rather  amusing  .   “  tomorrow  you’ll  be  hangover  ,  tell  them  to  try  wednesday  .  ”   finally  ,  he  gives  his  neglected  drink  (  it  had  been  sitting  on  the  bar  counter  since  he  met  the  drunk  blonde  )  some  attention  ,  nodding  at  her  words  as  lips  meet  the  rim  of  the  glass  .  “  alright  ,  alright  !   i  believe  you  !   just  don’t  throw  pennies  on  me  .  and  thank  you  for  the  compliment  ,  ”   a  pause  ,  for  he  attempts  to  impersonate  her  in  his  next  words  ,  with  a  high - pitched  and  girly  tone  for  the  theatrics  ,  “  you’re  like  supes  attractive  too  ,  bestie  .  ” 

“The family name’s the family name. You make it your own, forgot it’s connected to dad.” Jay had done that, after all, with his family back in New York. His surname may have been attached, but it hardly made a difference in the 2 million subscribers they’d gained on YouTube. “You worry too much about trivial shit.”