#enchantevr

Woobin was hit by the sudden of wave of hunger on his way home, and not wanting to settle for another cup of ramen, he took the risk of revealing himself in public despite his manager's disapproval. Getting off their car as soon as the stop light flashed red, relentlessly running towards the direction of the nearest food cart. The kindly elder woman was asking his food preference for the day, and with the numerous foods displayed right before his eyes, he just can't decide on anything and uttered absentmindedly. "Well, food to eat is my favorite." Unknowingly, another person was beside him, her presence went unnoticed — that was until, her voice broke him out of his trance. "Well, there are foods you can use to hurt people, ya'know. Just like burnt cookies, you can—" his words cut short when she spoke again, causing a frown to rest atop his lips as she continued with her words. "Tsk, asking and not wanting to listen to my answer. What a rude kid.." he mumbled softly to himself, directing his gaze back to the foods and ignored his odd encounter with the stranger.

                                              “We’ve got ourselves. Isn’t that what matters more?”

There’s clear offense written all over his face as he eyes the beautiful contraption in his hands. The things he could do with this. He could blind one of his friends, attack another, feed the rest – all possibly at the same time. There were so many practical ( or what he would call practical ) uses for the machine and yet there she was scolding him for it. He’s aiming the nozzle right at her forehead, between her brows as if he could blow out her skull with a marshmallow. “Why would I not? Think about it.” By now he’s exaggerating with his arms flailing about, animating each and every one of his words. “Picture a zombie attack, but not a typical one. Oh no, these zombies aren’t killed with gun shots but rather three marshmallows to the face, because what undead creature likes sugary fluffy goodness? But who the fuck would ever think of that? Who would wield such a dangerous weapon? Me. I would be humanity’s saviour, and if I put it down now the entire world is doomed.”

Ryo wanted to pinch the bridge of his nose.  She wouldn't be doing this if she truly knew who he was and the situation would have been funny if he had a sense of humor anymore.  "So you do this sort of thing often?" he asked lightly.  Sometimes people had the tendency to spot a cop based on their actions and the sort of questions they asked, everything had to be calculated.  He looked around them, wondering what he should do in this situation.  Something this small was not worth blowing his cover though, they were only breaking into a place.  And he was curious as to why she was doing this in the first place.  "I'm coming," he nodded.