#ravixph

7. “The last time I ever cared about anyone was my mom,” Hyejin answered. “She died a long time ago and, since then, I’ve never met anyone else who truly cares about me. I don’t remember any bad memories of her. She was a good woman. All my bad memories are of my father and step-mother.” She shook her head and sighed. 

( * meme, accepting! )

Your ability consists of reading other people?

Do you like the encouragement messages I leave?

Should I stop leaving you messages?

Why you don’t understand that I won’t tolerate you breaking the rules?

Why you can’t make sense why I won’t use my powers to benefit you?

Why can’t you find a better place to drink that is not in here?

Is there something that amuses you on the library that I don’t know of?

Can I get peace for one day without having to kick you out for the last time?

How do you know about my photography profession?

Why do you question everything?

“I don’t think I’m obliged to take sides, especially since you know I never really keep up to date with the news about champions anyway. I don’t think I even know of any champions, so you’re preaching to a deaf crowd here.” Amber sighed, “Okay, so you were only defending yourself. But next time, don’t go around trying to pick fights with other people.” She stared at his eye, shaking her head.

“I guess I should thank you for praising my boobs,” Amber rolled her eyes but smiled anyway, “Glad to know that’s your version of a compliment.” 

Amber narrowed her eyes at him, “Is that supposed to be a compliment? Because if it is, you’re shit at giving them out.”

“The cafe is my home, and a home for others, Ravi. Of course, I’m going to be protective of it, especially when you’re practically vomiting everywhere. And you’re encouraging Arden to continue his schemes; I’ve got enough on my plate! Okay, let’s say you’re not drunk. Can you explain to me why you’re slurring and- I can smell the alcohol on you!” 

harassment. 

What does Amber call harassment? She calls it the form of Arden and Ravi. Yes, they were the two big nuisances in her life. Ravi, maybe not so much, she could deal with Ravi, but Arden? There was just something about him that drove her a little bit crazy. Maybe it was because he was always suggesting that he was cute and completely loveable, when he was not. And he was constantly driving her up a wall and getting on her nerves.

But, harassment, like sexual and physical? Well, that’s something Amber is definitely not okay with. If she sees that happening in her cafe, you can definitely expect her to kick out the offender. If she sees it happening anywhere actually, Amber is not someone to sit down and let it happen. She’s not a spectator, and she would definitely get involved and show the perpetrator to pick on someone their own size (and maybe drown them with water).

Why are you so adamant about setting me up with Arden?

Do you think I actually like him?

God, did he set you up to this?

I CAN SEE YOU SNICKERING IN THE CORNER WITH HIM. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?

Serves you right, I think I’m training my employees fairly well, especially if they locked you up in the closet. Wait, did you just say you wanted to tattoo something on my ass? 

Actually, I’ve been meaning to complete my sleeve, mind doing that for me?

No, for the last time, this does not mean you can get free danishes. Why are you always trying to freeload off of me?

Ravi, did you just throw up in my back booth... again?

ARE YOU DRUNK? GET OUT OF MY CAFE, I DON’T WANT TO CLEAN UP VOMIT AGAIN.

( * meme, accepting! )♔: Finding your muse wearing their clothes

Accidents happened all the time especially with someone as Naeun who is careless at the times. Despite her movements reminisce those of the medieval royalty, they’re cases when it is inevitable. The cases that rose once a food drips on your pristine shirt or how they are too many obstacles on the way. On her case as of now, both ordeals happened at once. Where Naeun found herself cursing under her tongue.

Her slender fingers that were gripping on the steamy beverage as she directed herself towards the exit.  But, there was an immense hassle on such hour where people were stumbling within each other with slipped apologies. As the woman tried to sustain herself from falling as her steps were short and never too languid to disrupt others. Yet, such actions backfired at her once she was pushed against her will and her grip loosen on the paper cup. The scorching liquid plastering through the thin air where it fell on both her clothing but more on the others. A faint gasp exiting before she reached toward the other party with an extensive ripple of apologies. As she saw that the other was a figure she personally knew, her belated expression of realization reaching through. But, not before Naeun directed the other towards the bathroom with the only piece of clothing that could help.

“Forgive me, but this is the only shirt I have and it’s better that you use that for now instead of getting burns.”

She cursed within her inner core that trembled out of guilt as she saw how she managed to convince the other. It wouldn’t hurt much, right? That shirt was plaid with red and black, which was a color scheme and texture considered to be ambiguous. But as she sat and awaited for the male to appear, amusement breached through her flushed expression completely. It wasn’t exactly the best fit, especially how her petite frame didn’t fit his at the least.