#myrxage

“woah, you look like shit,” hyesoo stated, looking down at the person in front of her doorstep. she had never been one to sugarcoat her words, even now when someone is clearly not in the best state-- but frankly, neither was she, with her sleep interrupted by the commotion that had occurred earlier outside. in her mind, they were pretty much even. “here, come inside. i’ll get you cleaned up. won’t even ask, so you don’t have to tell if you don’t want to.”