#mthamber

sometimes she enjoyed being in the midst of the community, watching everyone else around her go about her lives. of course, with faeries, she felt normal. her eyes never betrayed her curiosity. she simply stared most of the time and never long enough to be caught. but today, she was simply sitting at a fountain, reading her book calmly in the midst of the moving bodies of the realm.

she would do this often, as her own terms of “indulging” in wanting to be around others without actually having to socialise with them. although conversations weren’t necessarily unwelcome, momo just didn’t have much to give in a conversation. therefore, she simply avoided them or seemed to uninterested to the other party. she doesn’t do much and she’s sure she’d be ridiculed for her indulgence in human culture. that is, unless that faery was amber.

amber didn’t get the hint that momo was reclusive. or did, rather, and preferred to get her to be more active and social. there was more than one occasion that momo would consider cursing and walking away from the other but that would be considered rude. the last tagline she needed on top of being stoic and standoffish was being a bitch. so even at times like this when she is reading peacefully by the fountain, she won’t turn anyone away.

not even someone as exhausting as amber.

the night club seems jampacked tonight, byulyi noticed. it doesn’t surprise her at all. it was friday night after all so it seems pretty reasonable that such place is crowded. she could feel beads of sweat sticking on her arms as she pushed her way through the crowd. mortals-- they seem pretty weak, so vulnerable. byulyi could see more and more people were getting wasted even before the midnight strikes, and she couldn't help but to chuckle, they really never learn-- either that or they were just really ignorant. she pitied them, but at the same time byulyi loathed them. 

she made her way to the bar, ordering herself a glass of cocktail (mojito) and she drank the alcohol in one go. byulyi had a high tolerance with alcohol, so no matter how many drinks she intakes, it doesn’t really affect her much, so she doesn’t hesitate but to order another one. and while she let the glass rest on her hand, byulyi let her gaze wander through the crowd. someone immediately caught her eye. a female albeit slightly masculine-- she finds her rather cute, fascinating and byulyi doesn’t take long to decide. she was going to be her target for tonight. she gazed at her, firm and heavy as she waited for the woman to approach the bar. after all, she does seem to be walking in her direction anyway.

she stares at the other, still both surprised and hesitant with the current scenario. they are both standing by the bar, sohyun listening to her friend's talking about what's ahead of them for that night.

it isn't the first time she goes out with amber, obviously. every new opportunity to see the faery is a great moment to have fun and actually live a little, on sohyun's conception. that friendship—that made her feel more alive. she knows amber does things she shouldn't (and, with that, dragged her along with it), but sohyun couldn't really help it. every bit of adrenaline that ran through her body when she is with the girl is worth it—made her feel good.

but right now, she's still hesitant. she's always like this at the beginning of the night and as amber instructs her of what she'd have to do—basically, "have fun"—sohyun doesn't help on shifting her eyes from her friend's to take a look around before look back at her.