* . ✦ . ˚ a starter for @senscrium !
𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 made it out of the police van with no trouble, even more of a miracle that one of riley’s contacts happened to be on the same intersection where sun needed assistance. though, said contact was beginning to grow tiresome, and she needed a break from his incessant talking. sun throws on whatever clothing she can find in this god awful room, quickly wrapping the pink robe around her figure as she grabs a pack of cigarettes to smoke on the balcony. it’s only a matter of seconds after she steps outside that she feels her body relax, the voice of the other disappearing almost COMPLETELY as sun finally gets a moment to recollect her thoughts. she lights the cigarette, eyes focus on the silhouette of the skyscrapers of seoul before taking a deep inhale. it’s not long before she feels another presence with her, the same woman who got sun off the highway in the first place. ❝ does he always talk so much ? ❞ not to mention the all but creepy way that he recreated the notable blue streak of riley’s hair on a wig ( or, was it a wig ? ). she can feel the uncertainty of the other radiating off the woman in waves, riley’s stress only amplifying her own. ❝ i needed a break from his ranting. ❞ maybe it wasn’t the smartest idea to leave him alone, but she just needed a couple minutes to breathe, to think about her next moves in her plan to gain a confession out of her brother.
