#re:pios

Jieun turned on her heels, doe eyes wide and fluttering in confusion and wonder in response to the touch of a finger. Her head tilt curiously, red painted lips pursed to a thin line as she registered the question. “The post office…” She spoke, trailing off into thought for only seconds at the most. She turned off into the opposite direction of the female, and without looking back, gripped her hand darting forward off to their destination.

Truth be told, Jieun had no idea where she was going, but given she had the chance to justify herself to anyone who crossed her path, she definitely wouldn’t pass it up. “It’s this way, just followed me.” She added, darting through the wind without giving the other much of a chance to object.

She heard the note carefully and took notice of the mistake after mistake being made. From the look, she have a feeling that the girl is an amateur but that’s not a bad thing. She honestly think that the girl just need some guidance, it was such a beautiful masterpiece. The sight of the girl sighing in defeat totally caught her attention. She wish to help her if she can and if she is allowed to of course. She herself loves playing the piano, the only instrument that she can play. While in her thought, she didn’t notice that the girl’s surprised eyes lingering over her until the other said something. “E-eh? I am sorry! I didn’t mean to disturb your or eavesdropping!”

So Ri wasn’t sure what she was doing there, she was just looking for a decent place to get something warm to drink and then head off again. She blinked a little at the woman’s words, but slowly walked closer and bowed her head deeply, trying to smile a little. “Hello, miss.” she said with her voice barely hearable, although it was quiet. She was tired, you could tell it.

{ `her head snaps upwards at the sound of the female’s voice, her eyebrows rising in slight surprise } Oh, thanks— ! { `she didn’t even realize she had dropped her card; a grin lifted her lips as she took it from her } Thanks, again. { `chuckles sheepishly before raising her hand out towards her } I’m Jinah.

jackson couldn’t figure out what was going on at the moment, having to only come merely a few minutes after everything started. as he stared at the crowd dancing, he couldn’t place whether it was a music video for someone or a flash mob. it was weird to see this area of seoul so crowd — most times it was rare to see at least a small crowd, rather than this big one. turning slightly to face the female who just tapped on his shoulder. with a shrug he began. “i’m not even sure myself. i just got here like you. probably a flash mob, or some kind of music video. its weird though… this area rarely gets people, right?” he said with a small laugh, turning his attention back to the crowd.

Food supplies had become alarmingly low, and though she had put off the idea of grocery shopping throughout the week due to her hectic schedules, Yerim could no longer procrastinate and wait any longer. If she planned on eating some fulfilling and edible tonight, groceries had to be bought. With that in mind, the young woman used her schedule-free morning to head to the nearest grocery store, hoping to fill her refrigerator with delicious food and fresh produce. However, a small tap on the shoulder caused her to stop in her tracks and turn around to see who had caught her attention. “Ah - Eunah’s grocery store?” Arching her brows, Yerim turned around and pointed in the direction she was actually heading in. “It’s actually not that far from here, I believe. A ten minute walk if you continue straight and turn right at the second traffic lights down the road there” she drawled while nodding her head slowly. “I was heading there myself”

Lemon cake, yes that sounded good right about now. Ikoma could almost taste the lemony sweet goodness. It had been quite some time since he had it and his eyes were filled to the brim with excitement. Slowly admiring each dessert behind the glass counter was the fun part of it, but finally getting to taste the chosen pastry was even better.

"Lemon..cake." whoops. A short slip of the tongue. Coming to his senses quickly, Ikoma suddenly stood up "Oh I’m sorry, I was talking outloud to myself. Don’t mind me. Something that’s good….well you could get the lemon roll cake like me or maybe the apple crisp. Actually! There’s plenty that’s good here."

She hummed, listening to every word being pronounced before looking back at the selection in front of her. She scratched her temple, eyeing the pastries before her with difficulty. She picked up one of the pastries up from the basket and gently rubbed the plastic with her thumb, feeling the softness of the bread through it. She sighed and dropped it back to the basket.

—— One hundred.. One hundred and fifty—y.. two. Wait, wrong coin. Again. Recount. Again. With a dismissive shake of her head and a low sort of grunt/sigh hybrid leaving her, she began once more, prodding at the coins she had in her left palm as the right held the bills. She was never good at this counting change thing, only carrying it around simply to dispose of it — the coins did nothing but annoy her, being worth so little and having to keep track of it all. Too much work for a bubble tea, too lazy of a Jurina.

The tap on he shoulder caused her to jump a little in her spot, and of course lose her place once more. For the fourth time. A pout came about her then, and she turned towards the disturbance with the expression still plastered on her. “I don’t think so, I— I’m bad at counting..” Her cheeks puffed outward and she held out her palm towards the stranger. “Do you know how much that is?”

Minah didn't laugh at the expense of the stranger in front of her. She smiled and nodded, pointing her index finger down at the coins in her hand. She counted quickly, making sure not to miss a single coin until she picked up the coins and handed it to the cashier along with the money she had in her other hand. "Here you go, Hyunwoo. I counted it, so it's right. Also, I'd like a latte."