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[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[txt - unknown] listen here stalker, just because my bathroom is decorated in only hello kitty doesn't mean it's gross
[txt - unknown] btw don't follow me anymore you creep
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whisper
it wasn't hard for jinah to find out that this boy, kyungsoo, stole art. she was quite the thief herself, and had quickly learned to recognize people like her. also, she had her contacts and web of information, the news of him were bound to reach her eyes someday. what he did was perfect, and exactly a skill she could use to further her own agenda. it was the reason she decided to approach him on this evening.
jinah had cornered him in a rather deserted area, but still felt the need to keep her voice low, you never knew who or what was listening in the shadows. "listen, let's make a deal. i know that you steal art, we could team up. you acquire it, i sell it. split the profits, it will be great. it's now or never, the two of us could make bank." for once, jinah didn't use any charmspeak. she wanted him to agree on his own, and not have to keep tricking him, it would get harder in the long run. that didn't rule out her using a tiny bit of it to sway him though, jinah really wanted this. it would be very beneficial to her end goal.
⚜ nature's scent ( rudolph ) ;
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( ` her lean figure is wrapped around in absolute coldness; hair blown from the breeze, a cough emits from her mouth as she endlessly wonders a way out of the maze of a forest. fucking jo eunhee strikes again—there are rules to be followed, and of course, the mutant opts to do anything but obey them. she's a hundred percent sure the staffs from the lodge are going to kill her for this. ) why, why, why—why? ( ` inquiring to herself, she wishes for a light of hope in the darkness, and what do you know? her eyes curve delightfully into crescent moons at the sight of an adorable young man walking from afar. )
hello?
20. they can't find their phone
her dedication to keeping busy is one that’s bound to forge forgetfulness some time or another; jinri’s forced to be aware of this, painfully so as she scrambles around, searching for her now lost phone. why did it have to be her phone that went missing? she’d loaded the device with many a precious treasure, memories of now and then that she’d lose if she couldn’t find it (internally, the aerokinetic curses herself—this is what she gets for being too lazy to back the thing up on her computer and too scared to upload it on the cloud).
somewhere amidst her panic, she pauses, releasing a shuddering sigh as she sinks to the floor of the staff changing room. it’d be stupid to cry over something like this, the girl tells herself, running twitching fingers through dark hair and reminding herself to of how to breathe, resting a heavy head against aching knees.  staring through her lashes, she becomes sharply cognisant of how fragile she is today. Â
as quickly as she deflates, the girl bursts to her feet, all soft flutters of air and fake bravado; it’s dangerous to stay still for too long, to soak in the same sentiments, she knows this, she knows this, she knows this!  the mutant is quick to extend a sweet smile at a coworker, asking to borrow their phone for the shortest while, tucking herself back into the locker room.  jinri strums her fingers against the side of the device, holding her breath as the dialtone breaks into actual, human dialogue; the grin on her face is evident in her tone. Â
"hi!  um, this is the original owner of the phone—i was hoping, that, uh, you’d be up for returning it?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, this view is nice."
{ ° —  raises a brow, popping her gum before she releases a snort } no shit.  { ° — chews thoughtfully } feel free to continue though. { ° — grins }Â
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