#aylin.

@sweetaylin

the  analyst  desk  echoes  behind  her  as  her  mic  finally  falls  to  her  waist,  quickly  taken  by  staff  and  thanked  for  her  work  today.  aylin's  left  to  trail  behind  the  winning  team  of  the  day,  keeping  a  respectable  distance  though  her  eyes  find  themselves  looking  at  the  back  of  one  player's  head.  two  hours  ago,  the  other  caster's  had  joked  about  her  commitment  to  betting  on  one  particular  team,  like  she'd  wormed  her  way  into  becoming  some  kind  of  lucky  charm.  not  that  she's  brazen  enough  to  entertain  that.  somewhere  in  the  shuffle  off  of  the  stage,  she  bumps  into  him,  eyes  quickly  glancing  up.  “sorry,”  she  murmurs,  offering  a  smile  jaehyuk's  way.  “good  game  today.  i  think  i  could  hear  the  crowd  chanting  your  name  more  than  just  a  few  times  back  there.”

"𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒'𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐?" he stops reading the screen in front of him and turns to look at her, "𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 — 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝? 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝," he chuckles softly, knowing full well that when he wasn't working, he was usually rattling on about some new technology or how he'd worked with some impressive spy tech a few weeks prior. it wasn't that he wasn't interested in what anyone else had to say, he just had a tendency to ramble on....and on.

@sweetaylin & @edaguvener

"they did it." emmeline's face was blank until her chin started quivering and tears falling from her eyes. her side hurt, it was most likely psychosomatic but it didn't make it not real. had it been harrison? she'd wanted to help him after the jones' house had burned down, feeling guilty about her behaviour - he had known what state she was in and had gone out of his way to physically hurt her. that meant that one of them had killed alara and she'd lost her best friend over her reaction to that news. there was always going to be something and it made her feel so alone. emmeline took a deep breath and stared back at aylin, unable to say anything before her tears completely overrode the woman.

Emmeline: Hi, how are you doing? Know we've not spoken recently but I'm here if you need anything.

Emmeline: Aylin, please tell me you're okay. I'm going to Max's to recoup and I'll see if there's a way for me to get my house keys back/get someone to break in and you're more than welcome to stay with me. I can't imagine what you must be going through like I'm shaking but it doesn't come close to your situation at hand. Sorry if this text makes you feel worse. I'm here.

finally emerging out of the room in the same clothes from the day before and greasy hair, the woman made her way into the kitchen for some water. it took her a moment to register the other in the room. "oh, hello. you must be aylin?" it was a guess - it was either aylin or an intruder... "thank you for letting me stay here." alara had been the one to suggest it and emmeline had quickly agreed.