just film & food

"Approximately or exact time? It will be hard to tell if you are asking for an exact time, ‘dunno why I even bothered asking what you want to know” he answered while rubbing his tired eyes with the back of his hand. It’s been almost 48 hours that he has been up and working on a new music film and he is not close enough to finishing the edit. “Do you need help on something?”

( ` confused with the female’s actions, he moved his eyes down to look at her face. a smile forming on his lips before he moved his hand to rest it on top of her head ) Are you having fun?

The sudden loud question gave the lad a surprise, his eyes gaped wide open as he glanced at the owner of the voice. Although he’s been in Korea for awhile and working as a temp for a music channel studio, faces and names of artists are still hard for him to remember. “Ah-- you’re....” he paused, biting on his lower lip as he try to remember the female’s name. “Sojin-ssi of Girl’s Day?” he snapped his fingers as a light bulb lit up on top of his head, “and what do you think is on my bag?”

"No, dude” he answered, jokingly wiping the invisible tears in his eyes. As per normal, cutting onions does make someone become teary or even really causing the person to bawl in tears, but for the Australian brunet, cutting onions is as simple as taking a piss. “What makes you think I’m crying? Will you wipe my tears if I was?”

"Is it really not, doll?" Chase asked, his tone was gentle but there is a hint of sarcasm added. His brown eyes settled on looking at the female standing near his desk with coffee spilled over his laptop. His current project for his independent channel was saved on that laptop’s hard drive and it might have been at fault as well for not saving it on another hard drive for back up, but right now at this moment, Chase could only think about the wasted time and effort he placed on making the video. 

"Oh Christ! If it isn’t Ms. Coffee girl. How can I be of your assistant? I mean, you don’t just show up in front of me unless I visit your shop. Lady luck must have visited me and gave me this token of your visit as a gift” he mumbled, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. 

With his back leaning against the black leather couch and his left arm covering his eyes, Chase could only respond with an annoyed groan. He didn’t really want to be bothered at the moment but since Spencer has made her way to visit him in the studio, he thought it would be a good idea, even if he’s been awake for almost 48 hours now. “I thought you would be here to cater to me not to nag...” his words trailed off, arm uncovering his eyes to give the other a look. 

"No, I don't have a death wish. I am too young to be thinking of death, but the adrenaline pumping in my veins at the moment is something I always crave” the brunette answered with a big grin formed on his lips, his chest moving up and down as he tries to catch his breath. “It’s not like I got hit by a car or something, right?”  

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