tweakin'

⌜received⌝ —  sngriyah

Hanbin thought he was running late prior to arriving to an empty lobby. Empty in the sense that no one he was expecting was there, the receptionist was present as well as some other employees he hardly recognized who made their way in and out of the company’s foyer. 

“Everyone’s late. I was the first one here and even I was a little late on when we decided to meet.” His fingers tapped the edge of his cellphone, awaiting a response to the text message he had sent only a few minutes ago. The device was like a ghost town. No notifications. Nothing. “They aren’t answering me either.” 

Please and thank you, I’ve been embarrassed enough for one day. Plus I don’t want anyone coming at me for trying to steal a boy, when that was totally not my intention. Also my excuses do NOT lead back to you. 

If anyone comes after you send them my way. I’ll fix it all. But I doubt anyone’s going to come at you or me. I do believe that you excuses are always leading back to me. How long are we going to keep playing this game? Round and round the same subject but I’m still right and you’re just too shy to admit it. Which makes it cute because I didn’t pin you as the shy type.