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This situation wasn't completely unusual for Desiree, and she could see the type coming as soon as they walked in the door of the club. As soon as she caught eyes with a guy that was mad at some woman, she could see it. You get that situation enough, suddenly it becomes perfectly clear when some guy is approaching you because he wants to piss a woman off in return. Or-- if he just wants to blow some steam off and feel guilt over it later. Either way, the guilt wasn't any of her problem. She just did what she was paid to do and moved on.

But usually, it was a married man, or a man with a girlfriend, or something. Usually, when she asked the question, 'Wife or girlfriend got you down, baby?', the response was, most often, a nod, a smirk, something to tip her off that the guy that was usually under her was trash. This one though-- this one under her right now was... single? Single enough, anyway. But still here because he was pissed off at a girl. How original. How nice guy.

How *really* nice guy, because he didn't appear to be all that interested in getting Desiree's (lack of) clothes off, nor did he appear to be trying to start any sex or sexual thing at all. 'Leave a few marks?' was the only instruction she had gotten, to which, of course, she was fine with. That was one of the funner parts of her job, when she got to do it.

However, with a guy that had no girlfriend, was pissed off at a woman, didn't want to have sex, or even take clothes off, but only wanted some marks, well-- she hadn't really expected to hear the other command. 'Say I'm a good boy.'

Which... she didn't expect. Not from a man that looked... as grown as this one. She pulled away from his neck to raise an eyebrow at him, almost as if she thought he was joking. "Seriously?" She asked incredulously. But when he didn't say sike, she internally shrugged to herself. She smirked down at him, letting out a chuckle as she ran a finger across one of her marks. "Praise is extra, big guy."

     Wandering through the duty free section at the airport, Parker noseyed her way through all the make-up and perfume before settling on a moisturising lip tint in an adorable peachy red shade. Go didn’t wear much make-up, but she reasoned that this was more of a balm that would be practical as well as cute and she smiled to herself as she made her way to the clerk to pay for it before heading to her gate to board. She was going home a couple of days earlier than expected, but her grandma had all but evicted everyone from her house after the birthday celebrations, it was almost as though she didn’t want to commemorate turning 500. Oh well. She would have stayed with her family, but an unsettling feeling was stirring in her gut that told her to go home, and thus she booked an early flight and headed out, back to crystalline.      The journey was only a couple of hours, but it set the young dragon on edge. She’d been allotted a window seat and thus spent the entire time aboard the small plane trying to keep calm and not panic set the thing on fire. How ironic was this, a dragon that was scared of flying, she always got ridiculed by her family for it. She was just terrified of heights, she couldn’t help it.      Feet finally on solid ground again, the blonde navigated her way out of the airport and hailed a taxi, happy to be on the final leg of her journey. During the drive, she contemplated ordering pizza that evening, Go was always in the mood for pizza.

     Sprawled on the sofa, one leg was hooked over the back and the other tucked up underneath it as she snored quietly. The stress of the flight had really taken it out of her and she’d passed out almost immediately after checking to see if her roommate was home. The sound of the door opening stirred her and she opened her eyes blearily, swatting away the smoke she’d unconsciously spewed around the room and pulled herself up into a sitting position.     “Gogo, surprise~” she sang tiredly, yawning and rubbing her bleary eyes as she focused on her closest and most dear friend “what are you wearing?” she asked, squinting and yawning again as she stretched and tried to wrench herself away from the sleep that was threatening to overcome her once more “what’s wrong, are you bleeding?” she clawed her way to the edge of the couch, getting a closer look at her friends seemingly worse-for-wear state.

He felt a mess and Hoseok was sure he also looked a mess. But having someone tell him they were already on their way to come see him was exactly what could trigger him and he’s spent the past 15 minutes tripping over his own feet, nearly slipping and hitting his head in his rush to get his shower over and done with, wasting a minute debating if he should blowdry his hair, then deciding against it and throwing half his closet onto his bed as he tried to pick something to wear, even though, well, there wasn’t much variation to choose between. He was close to sweating once he was finally dressed, shaking his head to get rid of the small droplets that still clung to brunet strands, his heart in overdrive. The urge to crawl back into bed and pretend he wasn’t home (or sick, or busy) was strong, but Lisbeth had already seen him rushing around and would definitely open the door. He groaned at the thought of what she’d say to him -- something about having such a cute friend -- and hoped he could spare himself some of the embarrassment by answering the door himself.

He was in the process of tying his shoelaces when he heard the rustling of movement towards the front door. Hoseok very nearly avoided breaking his neck as he rushed to try and cut Lisbeth off, but the woman had already opened the door. “You must be Hoseok’s friend!” The boy could feel his cheeks heating up and he quickly grabbed his coat. “I will be back soon, mom. We’re going to look at kittens, I think.” He muttered, earning a surprised look from Lisbeth, though he definitely caught the smile caused by him calling her ‘mom’. “Ah, could I get one, maybe?” He felt silly now, having been in such a rush he hadn’t even asked if he could adopt a cat. The brunet nervously glanced over at Go, embarrassed that she had to witness him asking permission from his foster parent.

"This wouldn't be so hard if you'd just stay still!" There was an annoyance in Desiree's tone that couldn't be mistaken. There were words of argument coming from behind the bedroom door, though most of them came from Desiree, while the male was mostly groaning in an irritated pain. "Could you just stay. still. God, this is infuriating."

Desiree had done a lot of things in her time. She'd spent years already as a damn sex worker, and she'd had to deal with a lot of stupid shit, but none of it was as taxing as right now. There was nothing even ridiculously exhausting going on. Not physically, anyway, but it was annoying enough mentally and emotionally, having to deal with the whines of a literal grown-ass, old man.

"If I have to tie you down, I swear I will. I know so many damn knots at this point, it wouldn't be hard. Fucking ~Houdini thief magic or not, I have my ways." Which was spoken with an eye roll as she pushed him down onto the bed that he'd been squirming around on.

“#” for a RANDOM text.

HOSEOK: LisbethHOSEOK: momHOSEOK: umHOSEOK: could you maybe get some cat food today?HOSEOK: i’ll get it next time i’m just not feeling well, i’m sorry

“@” for a SCARED text.

HOSEOK: are you home?HOSEOK: imHOSEOK: canyou come pcik me upHOSEOK: ims oryHOSEOK: please HOSEOK: therers too many peoepl im scared

“ツ” for an EXCITED text

HOSEOK: happy mother’s day!!HOSEOK: let me know when margot gets home bc i want to help pay for dinner HOSEOK: ｡^‿^｡

“$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

HOSEOK: my life really needs to be less twilight and more HOSEOK: hell, i can’t even think of a book i want to live in (￣Д￣HOSEOK: harry potter?HOSEOK: maybe i’ll take some edgy fucking wizard over vampires at this pointHOSEOK: like i love them but it’s a bit different when it’s your… real life friend

“♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

HOSEOK: i don’t want to sound ungratefulHOSEOK: i just really miss my mom, you know? i want to try and save up so i can go see herHOSEOK: if that’s okay, i meanHOSEOK: it’s been tough and i don’t want to worry you guys. i’m sorry. there’s just a lot going on and i want my mom…

“%”- a CURIOUS text 

AKI: pyororong~AKI: gooooooochan AKI: i’ve been thinking of dying my hair the same colour as yours. is it hard to maintain? do you think it’d suit me? will i be as pretty as you? omg do you think it’ll fry my hair? or does the frying happen if you keep dying it? how often do you have to DYE it and how often is it just like toner and stuff. 

ツ - an EXCITED text

AKI: PYORORONG~AKI: GO CHAN LISTEN LISTEN LISTNEN LISTENENEN I BEAT MY OWN HIH SCORE EE  I NEVER KNEW AKI: AHHH I HAD GIVEN UP I WAS JUST MINDLESSLY PLAYING AGAINST MYSELF LIKE HAVE I REACHED MY PEAK? AM I ORDINARY?AKI: LET ME BUY YOU ICE CREAM TO CELEBRATE AHHHHHHHHHHHH

$ - an ACCIDENTAL text

AKI: dad do u think iAKI: as a JAPANESE NATIONALAKI: can be killed by this meanie mayor doodidle pnas??????? AKI: DAD I SWEAR I’M NOT DRUNK I JUST REALLY WANT TO KNOW.AKI: MASAMUNE-SAN**** I DIDN’T MEAN TO CALL YOU THAT DADAKI: OMG JUST ANSWER THE wQUESTION I’M NOT DRUNK YOU’RE DRUNK

☎ - a RUSHED text

drained.

“ my first semi-successful experiment was both exhilarating and exhausting. i was in the hospital for two days following it. i don’t know why they were so concerned –– it was just a couple of grand-mal seizures. did it leave me tired ?? yes. did i feel like i needed to be confined to a hospital ?? no. ”

crazed.

“ i don’t know what this is even supposed to mean. ”

chained.

“ those years i spent following my parents’ orders: i didn’t see it, i didn’t hear it, i wouldn’t say nothing ever in my life. of all things i could’ve been chained to, i was chained to myself and the thoughts and memories and temptations –– but they were right: i didn’t see it. i didn’t hear it. i wouldn’t say nothing ever in my life. you see, there is nothing worse than being chained to your own thoughts. ”

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

hoseok: hey uh i’m sorry to bother you buthoseok: i’m at the bus stop and i can’t breahtehoseok: there’s too many peoplehoseok: i cna’t leave i needto go homehoseok: could you like talk tome maybe idk 

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

hoseok: do you ever wonderhoseok: what the point ishoseok: of like livinghoseok: hahahoseok: why do we exist you knowhoseok: what’s the fucking point lol

I DID THE WRONG CHARACTER HAHAHA HOLD ON

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

eun jae: i lost hwan?????eun jae: he pulle d free i cant find himeun jae: h elpeun jae: witeun jae: i foundhimeun jae: sorryeun jae: he’s okayeun jae: were fneeun jae: sorry

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.