#daulcwn

with: @daulcwn​​ location: fortune teller shop in the diamond's town

jiae's knowledge of tarot is, admittedly, nonexistent. she knows there are cards and that each card has a meaning. she knows that a tarot reader will use these cards to predict what is going on in your life and what will happen in the future, or something like that.

there are people who believe these readings, and people who don't. jiae is the latter; it's a scam, she thinks, to take advantage of vulnerable people who are experiencing a period of struggling. 

and yet, for some reason, jiae finds herself leaving the fortune teller's shop in a sour mood, brows furrowed and lips set in a deep frown. what kind of a reading was that? what does that bastard know about jiae and her life? "you've been building on unstable foundations, chaos is upon you, your world will come crumbling down" blah blah blah. everyone probably gets similar false readings... right? right?

nearby the diamond palace with @daulcwn​ ( tw: marijuana use )

hyunsu made a mistake— a big mistake. yes, it was hyunsu who agreed to buying edibles to kick off his week of fun festivities in style. and yes, it was hyunsu who convinced his dear friend, daul, to partake in his trip to party town. still, this was a terrible mistake.

the brownie wasn’t supposed to hit that hard. as a matter of fact, the prince was so sure he would not lose the battle with this delectable treat that he promised daul they could mosey into town just fine. but here he was, eyelids slowly closing on him as he struggled to keep his composure, standing in a crowd of people with zero thoughts in his mind. 

he shouldn’t have consumed the full thing, but it was too late to turn back now.

while hyunsu was fighting a war with himself in his mind, he couldn’t help but listen to what was really calling out for his attention, his stomach. perhaps leaving the palace was the first mistake the two made because, if they were back at the palace, hyunsu was sure they could convince someone to whip them up something good. but no, the prince just had to have the bright idea of sneaking off. he couldn’t put his finger on what exactly he was craving; however, the smell of— whatever was permeating in the air— was making hyunsu’s stomach growl grow in volume. 

oh man, whatever that was hyunsu wanted to get his grubby hands on it.