[ ACT III ]

“let’s hope they pass by us soon, yeona-yah. i was really looking forward to going street shoppin’ with ya. you can get such cool finds at this time of year, aigo. plus, walking around the city like this is great inspiration.. .. until shit like this happens, heh.”

is this what you meant by pasta massacre? either you die by the pasta, or live by it, hm. aish, it seems like.. .. a really strange, bloated way to live. also, with the pasta, how are you meant to properly live? you can’t just eat the same sorta pasta each day, right? kinda comes off.. boring.bad decisions being made here. i’ma start worrying for your future real soon.

thanks, noona. some people were really tryna keep me from doing the whole usb trick but i think it’s the new way of music.at least, it’s the future. some people just don’t focus on the records or cd albums anymore so it’s a bit of a jump.. .. though, i believe, a safe one.keeping paint on them is tricky, as well. i hope fans ain’t too angry about it but we did put the fine print to warn ‘em.ah~ it seems like it wasn’t too long ago that we were chatting up in the backstage, getting ready for our performances.. .. lemme tell ya’, sometimes i still throw in a lil dance when i hear ‘abracadabra’. that song is one for the ages, noona. 

hm, i think either you can find someone to help you get there or else find a way to get there yourself? i wonder which would feel more rewarding.. ..i don’t want my happiness dependent on whether someone is around or not.i’ve been in that type of place it never really ends well; dependence can be an ugly side-effect if you’re not too careful, heh. but now, i really do wanna take a personal spa day. i’ve actually yet to try one of them bath bombs but they seem pretty spectacular. 

a small loan..? what’s this mean if you needed somethin’ more medium sized? or large? aish! kids these days and their lack of understanding– wait, do you think this way to help yourself feel taller? hm.. .. hmmm.i feel like this is somethin’ you could’ve learned from one of your unnies. what sorta trickery is this? messing physics up just to help things go in your favor? i think i’m onto your game there, kid.

“ah fuck, ah–!” skinny legs tumble over themselves, nearly bringing himself down to the floor where a small mountain of candy wrappers accumulate. “shit– is that really what your impression of me is? my own of you wasn’t that bad, was it.. .. ..?!” steady now, he sits up against the couch with a goofy smile. “do.. .. say it like seungriyah now.”