severed ties

Love for music ♔ Eunjung - Top

{he blinked as he heard the girls voice. Great someones been watching he thought to himself standing up and turning around. Ah now he could see her silhouette in the door way. he startled her by speaking loudly} I didn’t know little mice liked to ease drop.

(/looks up mildly when she realizes she's finally been noticed, and stands up properly to get a look at who she'd been listening to. She pulls down the edges of her blouse, and frowns at the male's rudeness) While I admit it's my fault, I don't think being called a mouse is appropriate, don't you think? (/looks instead the room past you, and to the mess of staff paper) 

(/laughs and shakes her head) I wish I could understand it. It sounds really pretty! (/smiles) I guess we’re on the same boat then. We should definitely go around sometime so we have someone else. (/nods)

Ah, I guess we are.(/smiles) A day in town would sound perfect. Two heads are better than one when it comes to public transportation. (/looks to you, fiddling with the bracelet worn on her wrist) 

That was sarcasm if you haven’t caught on yet. (— goes back to looking at his phone) The only thing I’m eager about is to end this conversation. (— stands up and starts to walk away)

(/raises a brow curiously at your sudden outburst, amused) Well, it was nice to  meet you too. (/watches as you walk away, eventually walking in the opposite direction) Some people never grow up... (/shakes her head silently) 

{/nods his head a couple of times, breathing hard as he fully settles, half smiles as he looks at her, assuring that he’s better now and out of danger, feels apologetic from the sudden stupid accident} thank you {/smiles once again as he finish the remaining bubble tea}

(/offers you a small smile, chuckling slightly) It's fine, don't be embarrassed. It happens to the best of us.  (/looks to the plate of cakes in front of them, and finishes up the last piece) What was the name of this cafe again? You were right about their desserts; I have to come back. (/shakes her head and sips her own bubble tea) Are you finished? Maybe we should go to the park and walk around the bit? To get the tapioca out of your system. (/smiles teasingly)

deja vu ♕ zr&ej

Narrowing her eyes at the figure in front of her, Eunjung raised a perfectly arched brow. She laced her fingers through the handle of the cappuccino mug, and scoffed at Zinger's next remark. "You're the lead?" She brought her eyes to look over the red head again, face unbelieving. The events of their first encounter relayed in her head, and Eunjung kept the clear sense of sarcasm in her voice. "Full of compliments today, aren't you?" Rude, defiant, and ugly. Those were plenty of adjectives to describe Eunjung's first impression of her, and at the moment they all seemed to be completely right. She glanced over the girl's  attire, and knew Zinger's next reaction wouldn't cease to surprise her. Eunjung glanced as a waitress was headed towards the table, and watched as Zinger completely waved her off.  Eunjung ignored Zinger's next comment, and instead nodded towards the magazines on the table. She placed the cup of coffee next to them. "The agenda today was supposed to get the gist of what outfits were needed to be made for the actors and actresses." She pointed to one of the folded magazines, and to a royal blue outfit that she'd picked for one of the side characters. "Les Misérables took place in nineteen century France, where these type of outfits were often worn. I was thinking somewhere along the lines of this for Eponine's outfit, in the scene where she sings On My Own about Marius." She thought about bringing out her sketchbook as well, to show Zinger what she'd added for her own flair, but instead waited for her reaction. She sat back on the chair, and eyed her again. "You've read the play, right?" She questioned Zinger, and slowly started to unfold a couple more magazines. Eunjung's expectations for the production were slowly starting to deteriorate the longer Zinger took to answer, and she eventually came to pity whoever got stuck as playing her love interest. The poor guy, she thought. "Ideas? Research, obviously, of the clothing back then. I've watched a couple recent plays of Les Misérables in Paris, but I know a movie came out recently." She paused, "I don't see why it would really concern you though, since it's only your job to confirm the outfits." 

Love for music ♔ Eunjung - Top

{he mumbled to himself and he seemed to be arguing with himself however odd that was} Its good.. No.. get a grip you’ve been working on this too long it will never be good! {he sighed heavily out of frustration and slammed his fist down suddenly making a loud thud sound. he closed his eyes and rubbed his brow taking another long sip of his drink.}

What am I still doing here? (/she watched as the boy slammed her fist down the desk, causing her to jump. She knows that this is rude, ease dropping like this,  and is currently trying to will herself to leave. The boy's voice relays in her mind, along with the lyrics, and she hums the tune aloud again.)