#eunbi threads

Just a quarter way through the night and for some reason tonight Eunbi was feeling a bit.. off. She had her off days, such as this one, and usually she would manage to brush it off. But tonight it just seemed to loom over her like a giant shadow she just couldn’t get rid of. Perhaps it was the million and one phone calls her mother had made to her last night; she didn’t answer any of them. If anything the bar singer was becoming more and more inclined to change her phone number. Tapping her fingers along the end of the microphone she sends the bar patrons all a soft smile before mentioning a quick fifteen minute break. Stepping off the well lit stage she slips a hand in and through her blonde hair and lets out the softest of sighs. Eunbi was tempted to just ask for the rest of the night off but considering that tomorrow was Monday and she would have been off either way, she didn’t think it right to bother Ryujin about it. Instead the bar singer takes a seat at the bar top, not wanting to make the trek all the way to the staff locker room right now. Not even needing to order a familiar face appears before her from behind the counter, the oh so contagious smile Jackson sends her brings a small one out of her as he sets a drink in front of her before moving on. It already felt like it was going to be a long night.