wings.

Hi there*smiles and waves*

"I guess not." Scanning the other's features, she manages to flash a small smile. 

Her eyes scanned the stranger’s face for a moment or two before a small smile turned up the corners of her lips. “Hello, it’s nice to meet you.”

"Then we have different points of views." Min wasn't the happiest to meet new people, especially not when they tried to talk to her while she was in a bad mood which would be often. 

She lowered her arms and stood before the other girl. Her gaze looking right back at hers, “I just wanted to say hello, maybe start a simple conversation. But it looks like that can’t be done.” 

It's her tone and the choice of words that pisses Min off this time. "Everything can be done with a taste of effort" she implies and drops her cigar to the ground, steps on it and then brushes off her shoe. "I'm Geumdrop."

                    "Try me, I believe the worst." It's nothing that Min is lying about. She does have her doubts in some people but he seems harmless to her, almost too nice. It doesn't matter how much her mind fights against itself. To go home or to stay talking to this worthless waste of time. Does she look stupid to him, is he getting the image of her being nothing more than another rebellious teen? The thoughts pisses her off and she soon lights her second cigar. 

I think old fashioned is cute.

I think kisses on the cheek & forehead, actual dinner dates, and asking someone out in person is so precious. I don’t think the guy should always make the first move, but I feel as if it’s cuter if the guy asks out the girl rather than it being the other way around, because it’s been like that for so long. I liked it when guys actually valued their girls and called them sweetheart, and their partner, instead of babe or ‘his girl.’ 

He nods back at her respond. He is a little suprised but it’s normal to meet this kind of people. Not every one is the same anyway. It’s too early to judge the girl just over a few lines. “so, what’s up?” 

"Nothing" becomes her short answer before she realizes that she brought the conversation upon herself and that means that she needs to carry it on. "What about you?"

Her obvious surprise is something that amuses him, and a small chuckle is emitted from his lips. “Well I’m glad to know you have such sentiments towards me.” He hummed out, a smug smile teasing at his features. “And there is only one Lucifer.” He boldly reaches out to brush a stray strand of hair out of her face before he meets her eyes. “But please, call me L.”

"L" she says out loud and holds herself back from rolling her eyes. If he was the real Lucifer, why would he prefer to be called L instead of showing off his name. "It's a shame that there's only one Lucifer but then again it can only be one King." She knows that it's about to happen and it does-- her eyes flicker and for one blink her orbs are black like the demon trapped in her before they return to their beautiful brown color. 

A soft curse under the breath of a female, followed by a thud of another’s body against his own stumbles in and Sehun is surprised, but still genuinely worried of whoever had bumped into him. His slender arms curl around her figure for support as he tips his head on a slight angle in question. “You okay?”