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Introverted or extroverted & why ?
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONSMuse: Son Hyunwoo
Hyunwoo is extroverted because since a young age he has had to deal and be surrounded by countless of people, either rich junkies or poor junkies or just people with some curiosity. He owns a company that earns him cold hard cash and he has to face cameras, answer questions to reporters in interviews and such. Being social is like drinking whiskey to him; easy. Unless of course you ask trigger questions.
❝Let’s go dress up like Batman and Robin and patrol the neighborhood.❞
Drunk/Drinking Starters
If it wasn’t for the fact Yoongi was almost completely plastered at this point, that would have sounded like a bad idea yet here he was playing into it. “Oh and scare the unsuspecting neighbors?” His grin was somewhat sinister in nature though he was more than amused. “Nice you know until we get arrested.” Did it really matter a few more shots and he wasn’t gonna remember what they did in the morning anyways.
☕️🍐🌽🍎🍪
☕️:Do you prefer coffee or tea? Why?
“I prefer tea because it’s more soothing and despite some having caffeine, at least it’s not as much caffeine as what coffee has and it makes it a much healthier choice!”
🍐:Do you carry a lot of responsibility on your shoulders? Does it bother you?
“I do carry a lot of responsibility but I don’t mind any of it. I have it because I want to.”
🌽:Do you love yourself fully as a person? Why or why not?
He takes a moment to think about it. “I’ve never thought about such a thing before…do I have to reply to this?”
🍎:What, in your opinion, is your best quality? What do others say is your best quality? Do you agree with them?
“I would like to think that my best quality is the fact that I can do manual labor a lot. My family says my best quality is how hard-working I am and I do agree with them to an extent; I think I could give more.”
🍪:Are there simple things that make you happy? What are some of them? Do they make you feel that way because of a connection to something? If so, what is that connection?
“Yes! I like eating wit my family, sitting with them by the fire, playing with Cabbage, going fishing with father, working. I think I like them because I feel connected to my family and spend time together with them as well as doing something for them as they grow older, and of course Cabbage, she’s the best dog anyone could ask for!”
「 written for @jaellybean97 & continued from here 」
“Pr..Proud scared combo? So like.. Ah you mean when you give a speech and you’re like.. Oh gosh! I can’t do this so many people~ Mm.. But at the same time it’s like.. Ooh but I get to give a speech I did so good!” Jae continued to ramble a bit, trying to figure out exactly what you meant but out loud for you to hear as well. A soft chuckle escaping his lips when he felt he figured it out, head bobbing in a nod. “Mm I understand /that/ feeling!”
A soft hum sought to escape chapped lips as hazel hues he refocused on the younger male before him. Head propped up lazily on an arm, the boy drummed slender fingers along his jaw, disapproval evident in knitted brows. Such displeasure however had been directed inwardly, unspoken annoyance at his own inability to ever comprehend the reality that the chef had spoken off. His fantasies did not align with a majority of the world, what more the dreams that plagued his ever-wandering mind. Hopes were constantly extinguished and soon gravitated dangerously close to wishful thinking for they were ones that proved unattainable— there was no way he could ever know what it was like speak, much less panic over delivering a speech. Smoothing a palm over his face, the boy endeavoured to dissipate his frustration with a deep sigh, a small smile appearing quickly to dance upon his lips.
“ Actually, I was thinking of something along the lines of coffee. ” Alternating his attention between the chef and the half-used paper before him, the boy continued to calligraph his explanation. “ It’s like I’m proud of being able to drink two to three cups of coffee a day and still manage to fall asleep. But on the other hand, I’m scared because it means that I’m left with no alternative drink to keep me awake on a daily basis… unless you can recommend one of course? ” Sliding the paper over, he leans back onto his seat amusedly before taking a slow sip from his cup of vanilla latte.
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Jae’s brows furrowed a bit while his cheeks slightly huffed out. “F..Fight..? W..Why would you request that?” Trying to let out a laugh to blow off what she said about not only fighting but that he was attractive. The laugh escaping his lips a little awkwardly while his hand lifted and rubbed at the back of his head. “Mm.. I don’t think I’d like to fight you but.. I’ll give you a hug or something okay?!”
the smart woman frowned. she had claimed to want to start a fight but instead, a hug. what was he? some kind of pacifist or maybe someone that just couldnt fight? it was good, though, as eunyeon had a straight prohibition to do any exercise AND she also couldnt fight at all. her strength was her brain and nothing else “fine. a hug. but it better be the better one ive ever gotten!” she was kinda looking forward to it, the contact with the man.
