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“Witness to a city that never sleeps,” she gestured to the cacophonous length of Taft Avenue behind the frosted windows blurred by rain, the street still bright and thick with traffic even at eleven in the evening. “Where sins are made then buried, doesn't matter how deep or hidden,” a sigh breaks into a soft giggle over the brim of her San Mig Light, “It's always, always there.”

It takes a second to get over the ‘there’s a guy on my porch in a cowboy hat with a cooler’ thing. But even then, she’s pretty sure she just has more questions. ❝ Address, ❞ She repeats, brows furrowing.  ❝ For...what? Exactly? ❞ 

                                ✨ @glampiir for send a 🙌 and i’ll introduce you to an npc related to my muse. family, co-workers, anyone! still accepting.

vi’s not entirely sure if he likes muyeol oh. like. as a human being. they’re frenemies.

muyeol’s harmless enough. not the kind of guy to make much of a fuss over shit. in fact, it’s the opposite!!! he just blends into the background a lot of the time, but not because he’s shy or some dumb shit like that. he just can’t assed to do dick about anything, it’s just his personality. he’s not lazy. however……….. if his house was burning, he’d be too relaxed to exit.

their meeting wasnt a complicated one. virote was taking a rest at codornices park, enjoying the scenery in berkeley before getting scared off by the local hiphop scene ( the lil b energy in the area fills him with dread. ) muyeol, who surprisingly was able to leave his mom’s house, found virote sitting there and got a little angry. just a little.

❝this bench doesn’t have your name on it,❞ virote said.

❝actually, it does.❞ muyeol motioned to the plaque on the bench with… well, his name on it. he spent so much time sleeping there that they honored him for it. which, you know, considering what they do to other people sleeping in public spaces in california, that’s pretty big. and nonthreatening. feel free to read about how they handle homelessness there, btw. open ur eyes!!!!!

while virote was annoyed that he had to move because this dipshit asshole actually had his name on a park bench… a part of him was like. Wow, That’s Sick As Hell And Cool. they occasionally link up whenever vi breezes through berkeley. they follow each other on social media. for some odd reason. why are they resisting friendship?????

virote’s pretty mystified by muyeol, all in all. you see, muyeol is a mattress tester. that’s his job.

he just sleeps. makes bank for it. actually participated in studies for NASA because he’s so good at sleeping and taking notes on it.

and that’s that on that.