#0000218

now you’re just a stranger with all my secrets...     @0000218.

            “you trip me up, you’ll live to regret it, do you understand?” player 147 threatens player 218 under his breath, slightly muffled by his mask.  though he speaks in korean, his american ( though, thankfully, not anglicized ) accent is noticeable.  seems his mask is not the only mystery.

CHO SANG-WOO  ,   📱 for what ray has of sang-woo on his phone.     @0000218.

@0000218  gets  a  starter  based  on  the  prompt  evening.  want  one,  too?

                  amy   is   tired   of   parties.   she   is   tired   of   pretending   that   she   is   something   shiny   and   glimmering   for   her   parents   to   latch   their   hopes   onto.   they   had   written   a   version   of   her   that   was   infallible.   too   amazing   to   suffer   any   of   the   true   amy’s   mistakes.   she   brings   a   cigarette   to   her   mouth   and   inhales   deeply.   away   from   the   prying   eyes   she   leans   against   the   cool   brick   and   closes   her   eyes.   an   exhale   as   she   embraces   the   cool   night   air.   it   is   only   when   she   hears   someone   else   nearby   that   her   eyes   open.   the   façade   resumes,   and   she   smiles,   offering   a   cigarette   out   to   the   man.   she   can   see   the   crowd   through   the   window   though.   how   they   move   around   like   a   child   were   pulling   at   their   strings.   nervous   glances,   clumsy   and   thoughtless.   amy   might   have   a   streak   of   cruelty   within   her,   but   one   could   never   call   her   careless.   always   observant   and   all   too   keen,   amy   was   always   watching.   she   gestures   toward   the   window,   “   there’s   no   depth   to   these   feelings.   ”

 ❛ do all middle aged men look this miserable when they get older ? ❜