It’s been a slow morning, which is rare, but a nice treat once in a while. She doesn’t have much on her schedule yet but then again, it’s only the beginning of the new year. That would change in no time and soon enough she would have a packed schedule with little to no time to rest at all. Just the thought of it makes her sigh as she enters the hair salon with a soft greeting towards the workers. She’s literally sleepwalking her way towards her spot at an empty chair, her black padded jacket taking up all the space as she unzips it and closes her eyes. For a few seconds she sits just like that; eyes closed, mind empty and not a worry in the world. There’s a lot of things to worry about later but for the moment she just wants to bask in the serenity of it. She hears light footsteps all around her and soft voices in the distance but she doesn’t pay much attention, thinking that it’s only the workers here. Lyra did arrive in good time to the salon if only just to get the little peace and quiet that comes with the primitive morning. Sensing a presence close to her, curiosity takes over and she slowly opens her eyes to see who it is, thinking that it may be the one of the workers.

Lyra immediately regrets ever opening her eyes and she wishes that she could just shut them again as if nothing ever happened but like everything else, it’s too late. They had already made eye contact, and of all the places he could’ve been, he was seated right next to her. Great. She grits her teeth together in an attempt to not say anything she would most definitely regret later and tries avoiding making more eye contact than necessary. She tries to keep calm but isn’t sure if she’s convincing enough, isn’t sure if her mask is airtight, despite getting better at controlling her feelings and emotions as she continued taking acting lesson. Years in the industry had also taught her a thing or two for the sake of survival and she was putting it to good use.

But this was Kang Ilwoo she was looking at (or refrained from looking at in this situation), the boy that – for a short time – was the light in her life, during her darkest time. The one that could make her smile when she wanted to cry, the one who made her feel warm and secure, made her feel things she hadn’t felt in a while because he was soft, gentle and kind – everything she wasn’t during that time. It was also with him that she suffered heartbreak for the first time. She breathes quietly, trying to steady the mixed emotions that was bubbling inside of her, threatening to spill over and blow her cover. The big and spacious salon is suddenly cramped and she feels incredibly restless with him nearby. She wonders if they even need to talk or acknowledge each other at all.

                  ❛ Minah heads to her bedroom, straight to the walk-in closet to change into something more proper to go out in to. An off shoulder floral romper was a perfect outfit to wear with spring leaving and summer just hitting in. Not wanting to look unprepared, Minah does a quick makeup. Slapping a bit of base, cc cream and sun cream for her skin before dabbing her lips with cherry tint before she grabs her keys, shoving it into her purse and leaving her apartment, phone out and typing out a message to Ilwoo. 

( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) I'm not giving you an hour to get ready. ( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) You have fifteen minutes, Woo. ( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) You're coming shopping with me. ( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) I need you to carry stuff for me because I'm going to buy a lot of things. ( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) There's no escape for you, Woo. I'll be picking you up in a bit. 

Driving her new car, which her brothers weren't pretty happy about in the first place but after reasoning out that it was better than her getting a sportscar or worse, a motorcycle, they let her off. A platinum version of Cadillac Escalade in white, just like her three other cars, roams the streets of Seoul as she drives her way towards Ilwoo's place. The only reason she knows this is because she's been good friends with Ilwoo for a while now. The sibling-like relationship they had was indeed a friendship with a strong bond between them. 

Carefully driving her new car, she plans to show it off to Ilwoo, like a new toy. The day has just begun and the malls are just about to open. The morning rush was already over so it was easier for Minah to maneuver her ESV around and as she pulls over just in front of the building. Pulling her phone out to send the younger male a quick message. 

( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) Hey. I'm here already.... to kidnap and enslave you. ( ✉️ → woowie 🐇 ) We still need to buy coffee so hurry up. ❜

   the moment iseul had seen the flowers, he could only think of one person to give them to. though the old lady he bought them from didn’t say anything at the time, he could tell that she was wondering who they were for. tokki was a close friend, and also apart of a group that iseul admired from afar until he had a chance to meet their lead dancer. “tokki!” he spoke, tone full of excitement. “look at what i bought you, i saw them when i was coming in and knew i couldn’t pass them up. you’re my flower boy, forever and ever. do you like them? i wasn’t sure what your favorite flower was so i got a few.” he handed the bouquet of flowers over to the elder of the pair. “i always love it when you wear a flower crown.”

JOOHWAN REACHED OUT with his foot, pressing his toes against his member’s thigh. The couch in the dorm, the one Hwan didn’t even live at anymore, was big enough to fit the seven of them comfortably, but upon seeing Ilwoo there, Joohwan had chosen to sit down as close as possible without making it too obvious that he cared about the proximity. Hwan was, after all, the least touchy person in Impulse and he didn’t want the others to think otherwise. “ Hyung, pay attention to me, ” he whined, already light voice even more high pitched, the way it got whenever he wanted something. “ Are you even paying attention to me? ” He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “ I asked you if I should get a cat now that I don’t live in the dorms anymore? ”

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Send“✆” for a MORNING text.

[✉ » wife 🐰]Rise and shine![✉ » wife🐰 ] Hah,no, that doesn’t sound like me, does it?[✉ » wife🐰 ] Anyway,I’m out to do a little grocery shopping, so don’t worry when you wakeup and I’m not there.[✉ » wife🐰 ] I’llbe right back – with food!