dont be fooled

How … ? Miranda’s Eyebrows Furrow In Confusion As She Wonders How This Unfamiliar Looking Woman Knows Her Name And She’s Further Confused When She Finds The Other Woman In Her Arms. Her Confusion Quickly Turns Into Understanding As She Hears The Former Goddess’s Whispered Words And She Smiles Brightly, Giving Her A Tight Hug, Thankful That Her Friend Is Still Here In Some Form. “Oh, Percy! You’re Still Here … I Missed You! I Thought I’d Lost You For Good! What Should I Call You In This Life?”

"It's weird to be back, especially since I had to die to live another life but I guess it's fine. The body I was given though-- it belongs to a poor girl with another sad story." It's almost obvious how she really doesn't know how to handle the situation but it floats on well thanks to Miranda. "Call me Cho, my name is Park Chorong and I'm an artist." 

[ ♕ ]   “Actually the first suggestion isn’t all that bad because you said bunnies.” The female replied back casually in hopes the other would agree to it; but then again she did want to watch the other movie so she wasn’t too sure by now. Peering at the other’s palm, she lifts her own hand up to place it on top of the girl’s. Flipping it over in order to make her wrist more visible for Chorong to scribble small illustrations upon her skin.

Chorong should be used to physical contact by now, especially with Naeun whom have been a well treasured friend since the beginning and yet she feels a shiver run up her spine as soon as their hands touch. It is only for a brief moment that she's kept in her own world before she quickly and yet carefully doodles a matching heart onto the other's hand. "Now we look like sisters." It is a silly statement but Chorong likes feeling close to someone, Naeun to be the one is also great.

→ It wasn’t any secret that he may have not been the nicest guy around, but when it came to other’s of the opposite gender, he couldn’t hide the fact that he had a soft side for them. Mainly because most had gave him an impression that they were as frail as flowers. “Hey,” he began, rubbing the nape of his neck. “Forget it, I didn’t mean to come off as rude. So there’s no need to get so frantic about it.” Clearing his throat, he held his hand out in her direction. “Name’s Luhan.”

                    His name made some sort of imprint in her impairment and stayed there as she observed his every feature. It wasn't her best day and she had already messed up a good start, perhaps he would forget it sometime -- she certainly wouldn't though. "Luhan" she repeated, his name rolled off her tongue smoothly and rested as a silent cloud in the air between them before she spoke again. "I'm Cho."

[ ♕ ]   For a moment she had no idea what the other meant when she added the second part to her statement. Her fingers gliding along her chin, falling into silence briefly with a blank expression drawn upon her features. “Breaking beds… by jumping on them.” She murmurs those words softly, almost as if she had a hard time getting her own comment out of her tiers as she nods to herself. Completely agreeing to what she was saying.

"Let's have pillow fights and watch cute movies that include bunnies and dogs-- I'm joking let's watch Angelina Jolie blow up Russia with her bomb boobs." Holding out her hand, she indicates that she wants Naeun to place her hand in her palm so she can draw a heart onto the other's hand too.

→ Glancing up at her hand that was now rested upon his head, he inched his head off to the side to detach himself from her, hands shoving into his front pockets. “And looks like I’ve met two arrogant people today, must be a record,” he stated, rolling his eyes in a playful manner. “Let me clear things up now so there won’t be any confusion between the two of us in the future, yeah? I’m not cute.”

"I- oh I'm sorry is cute a b-bad thing?" It hits her that the choice of word may not have been the best one but after all Chorong only has two friends - both female - and they find it pretty enjoyable to be called cute so she uses the casual words that appears flattering but as soon as she realizes that it's the absolute wrong one for him, she doesn't know what to say. "I-- you're handsome! I mean-- I'm not flirting with you I would never- no I mean I would it's not that you're ugly or-- oh my god I..."