setting: min’s residence, evening
status: closed | @minmoonbin
— Her day had already been exhausting enough to have to deal with dinner and, on top of that, a child who seemed to be going through the motions with pretty much everything under the sun, and throwing tantrums all day long. Sara wanted to blame it on the full moon, but she’d learned from her supernatural friends and from books that she’d ready on it, that children that little didn’t exactly get influenced by the moon’s effects on supernaturals. Too bad, though. It was easier to just blame everything on others: the moon, her PMS, annoying clients, etc.
Hanbin stormed into his grandparents’ house as soon as Sara opened the door, his grandma’s title leaving his lips in an excited cry as he zoomed past his mother’s legs. There was a faint ‘annyeong, ahjussi’ that she’d heard while closing the door, so maybe the Mins were having someone else over? Was that why they told Sara she needed to stop by the house as soon as she got that call? The house did seem awfully busier than it normally was, that with the low buzz of conversation happening.
“I’m sorry, he’s awfully loud today... Someone at the studio gave him some sugar and--” It didn’t take long for Sara to see the reason why people were chatting and the ahjussi her son, who now was cupping his crying grandmother cheeks, had acknowledged a few seconds ago. Her knees faltered, making balance seem like an illusion for a second there and she was thankful for changing her heels into sneakers before heading to the studios. “What--is going on? What--is this?”
