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me flirting: which layer of hell do you think you’re going to?

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How Chloe had convinced Minhee to go out to play in the snow was a mystery to bright haired woman. But they were outside in the fluffy white mass, a grin on Chloe’s face even though it was freezing outside and she hated being cold. Hearing her name being called, she dropped the handful of snow in her hand. “Yes? A snowman competition huh? What do I get when I win?” Chloe asked, already contemplating her design. She giggled, catching the other woman hit the ground a few times from the corner of her eyes before she slipped and landed on her butt. “Shut up!” She shouts and crawls over to where she’s going to start her snowperson.
“You can have the last piece of cake in my fridge and one wish!” She exclaimed the prize over her busy hands that attempted to pack the delicate snow together in order to form a decent figure. It wasn’t much help that her fists were the size of an tangerine when she bawled them up. The lack of surface area only resulted in the messy quality of the snow balls that kept falling apart. “Why are these falling apart?! I can’t even make the base!” It frustrated her and it was evident by the rumbling grown emitted into the chilly air. The frustration was only temporary as it vanished almost instantly once witnessing her good friend slip and fall. “God, what a loser.” But who’s the true loser here?
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Everything happened so fast. They were just chatting, while eating dinner when the elder had swung her hand a little too fast and knocked over her glass. Then all of a sudden they get on the floor, grabbing at napkins to clean it up, but when doing so the two bumped heads, hard. Kyungah was looking down, holding her head and trying so hard not to cry, but when she noticed the elder fell back, she looked up, still oblivious that her head was bleeding until Minhee screamed out about it.
With the new found information, Kyungah brought her hand down to see the blood all over her hand. She began to panic, things like this, her getting hurt rarely happens to her and when it did she never knew how to stay calm. “I– Unnie– Please, what do I do? What do I do?!” Tears began to form in the younger’s eyes as she looked around, wondering if the bleeding stopped, or if she should go to the hospital. One thing she didn’t want to do was look in the mirror or she may pass out by just the sight of herself.
Thankfully, the little cut that oozed a minimal amount of blood wasn’t a huge gash of any sort. After majoring in biology, she picked up a few things from her anatomy class, allowing her to conclude that the clash between their heads weren’t going to cause a massive concussion, but one could never know. “Calm down, okay? Take a deep breath. You’re going to be fine. Please don’t cry.” With a sensitive character as herself, she felt a pang in her chest as she found herself relating to the younger one that suddenly teared up. She, too, would be crying over the accident.
Minhee’s hand extending up and blindly reached for her unused napkin, soon dabbing the injured spot to get rid of an crimson liquid in view. “We’re going to put some antibiotic on it and put a cute little bandaid on it, okay? If you feel dizzy or you feel like you need to throw up, please tell me immediately. I highly doubt that’ll happen, but tell unnie. That’s the signal for me to bright you to the hospital.” She surely didn’t want to alarm the girl after witnessing her wide-eyed reaction, but it was absolutely necessary to voice her concerns.

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-&& How the hell did she get herself into this situation? Minhee has never been a clumsy one, she’s rather careful and pays attention to details in pretty much everything she does ( accept when her bad side gets the best of her and she simply gives no damn to anything ). But her mind seems to wander off elsewhere today that she barely paid attention to her friend even though she promised they would hang out, and here they are both of them tripping and falling into this bush that filled with thorns. And gosh this shit hurts. She hisses from the pain, plucking any visible thorns on her flesh out while cursing out loud. “Fuck.” She gets yanked up quickly however by her friend, her head shaking as a soft chuckle leaving her lips “No no, It’s okay. I’m fine.” She doesn’t want to worry her friend. After all, It’s both of their faults, and the least she wants to do is making the other feel guilty. “Are you okay though?”
“Are you sure you’re fine?” Even if she was reassured several times, a part of her said otherwise and she has no choice but to stay very worried. Her chocolate orbs proceeded to scan over the other’s skin for any remaining thorns before doing the same for herself. No doubt that they’d be feeling some pain for the next few days with the wounds embedded within their flesh. Minhee continued to beat herself up, at least mentally, cursing her clumsy actions. “I’ll manage. I’m so dumb! This would probably place in the top 10 most dumb things I’ve done.” She could only sigh at the incident, dragging the palms of her hands down her face simply out of frustration. “To the hospital, shall we? Who knows what that bush can do to us.” And with that, she fishes her phone out of her pocket and snaps a picture of the shaggy plant. It was imperative to ensure that the plant wasn’t a poisonous one or something worse than that. The picture could guide the nurses or doctor to some answers if the worst case scenario came to play.
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– ☆ She loved things that brought much thrill. Large drops on roller coaster rides to flashy cars that drift in insane speeds, Minhee was addicted to the sensation felt when her stomach experience all sorts of emotions from the work of physics. It was exciting, and she absolutely adored it. However, with her tiny self standing next to the elevator that would send her up to incredible heights, she was trembling purely out of nerves. Something about the idea of jumping off a platform practically in the sky and suspending yourself above a lake screamed danger. Half of her told her to turn back immediately while the other kept whispering that it was a one time thing so might as well do it. Then again, life was also a one time thing. In the words of Drake, yolo. Barely moving her frame in anyway, her orbs skipped over to see how her accompaniment was holding up. “ You good? Dude, I’m about to pee my pants. I’m gonna say that ahead of time, just in case you see a steam in the air.” And here she is joking in the a situation like this.
PLEASE never stick a foot into what is the whole business of rappin’, I don’t think we want to be frowned upon on for bad choices. ( ··· by now she might as well have had tears in her eyes, wiping them away and trying not to get the black make-up all over her face. halloween was still too far away to start looking like the grudge already. ) You know you’ve been promoting shit for too long when your friend tells you you might as well be the saleswoman of this place because you apparently know how to also promote and sell a set of underwear– But yes, let us go to the tiny ass fucken’ confines that are changin’ rooms. Time to do some gymnasts feat yoga all up in there–
Being shut down like this hurts, Chae. Let a tiny woman like me dream because sometimes that’s the only thing us little ones can do. [ `the tone of her voice was laced with a bit of a whine as she strode towards the changing rooms, only to realize the rooms were confined spaces that had thick black curtains provided as a privacy barrier. ] Honestly, what the fuck. You’d think that they’d have doors with locks for a lingerie shop, but it’s curtains? [ `heaving a heavy sigh, she entered and swung the cloth to the other side to shield her soon to be revealed body, stripping off her current outfit to slip on thin material. ] Prepare your eyes for a potato in skimpy clothing. [ `cue the obnoxious laughter purely out of insecurity. ]
He was in so much joy; that his stomach started to hurt, tears started to fall from his eyes and his laughter was nothing but him gasping for air. Pointing at the other as he manages to speak through his laughter, “You got pranked real g– Oh!” His eyes widened at the other’s actions, leaving him speechless. All he could do was run towards her; his hands wrapping around her as he pats her back, trying his best to calm her down. One of his greatest weaknesses is seeing his friends unhappy, His joyful mood instantly turned into gloomy at the sight of her.
She didn’t want to cry, especially not in front of him. Minhee knew that he’d tease her for the rest of her life for weeping over a harmless prank. She had to play it off and in the middle of crying, a plan derived in her head with tears spilling from the edge of her eyes. The touch upon her frame was almost like a huge check mark beside ‘get Jun feeling guilty’ on her little scheme. She proceeded to cry till her rapid heartbeat calmed to a normal and healthy pace before turning around abruptly to weave her fingers into his hair in an aggressive tug and hold. “You thought! Let me get my match to light up your hair and cause a real fire!” Her orbs were burning with an intense glare in order to pull off this playful act. “You’re dead to me, Goo Junhwe!”

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dancing hands and unpredictable body movements, your piano man. ( keisuke uchida. 24 years young. child prodigy and professional pianist. )
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– ☆ To think that Minhee wouldn’t go out and play with the clumps of snow was a huge mistake. Even if the winter air left her shivering, she absolutely adored the chilly season. Everything was coated in white clouds and she found much beauty in all of it. “Chloe! I challenge you to a snowman building competition!” Her finger pointed sternly at her friend in front of her, extending her arm to flick at the woman’s nose before scurrying over to a far distance to get started on rolling the snowballs, but of course she had to stumble on the icey ground a few times. That surely didn’t eliminate her competitive spirit. “Mine’s going to be so beautiful, you’d know you lost by just taking a quick glance!”
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– ☆ “Kyle, I’m not joking.” Her nails were digging into the arm rest with far too much strength coming from such a small frame. She was scared out of her wits and that was clearly evident from the shifty orbs that accompanied with her fidgeting nonstop. How he managed to drag her to the theaters for a screening of ‘The Visit’ was a huge mystery. Scary movies or anything that had a startling effect would leave her awfully paranoid and frightened at every little thing that encounters her after the viewing. Sure, the trailer looked like a comedy rather than a horror movie, it still left her shaking in her seat. The movie hadn’t even started yet. “If I start crying, you’re wiping my tears, okay? You better fucking drink my tears. God, I hate you so much. What am I doing here? I’m fucking leaving, goddamn it--” No, she wasn’t. She didn’t have the guts to get up from her seat and abandon Kyle during their little hangout.
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– ☆ The swaying melody written in triple meter caused her frame to move naturally to the familiar piece playing quietly from the restaurant speaker above their heads. Waltzes. They were her favorite kind of pieces when it came to instrumental music. There was the aspect in which it would make anyone want to get up from their seats and begin dancing in circles, even with a minor key attached to it.
Regardless of the amount of ballads or hip-hop tracks in her music playlists, there’s a reserved playlist dedicated to Chopin and Vivaldi. “Chopin’s Waltz in C-Sharp Minor, Op. 64: No. 2. My absolute favorite”, she mumbles under her breath before lifting the tea cup to her lips for a small sip. “Music just follows you everywhere, huh, Mr. Pianist?” A brief chuckle releases past her lips as she sets down the delicate glass back onto its original plate, glancing up to scan over the face adjacent from hers. “It’s been a while, yeah? Both busy with our lives. Update me on things, mister! Don’t leave out a single detail.”
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