#seolastic

“My sweat glands?” He made a face, obviously repulsed, before his lips couldn’t help forming into a smile that mirrored the females. “Yah--! That one was actually really mean too! You seriously think I could handle sweating all the time? What if people start taking pictures and then I’m known as the ‘sweaty idol’.....” He paused here, pouting a little. “Oh come on, Seola! You know I’d never want you to get hurt... Well-- At least most of the time I don’t--”

ILLUME INTRODUCES..

                                                                BAE SEOLA!

i've been an adult since birth. everyone has seen and treated me as so. why? because my IQ was a shock to everyone. apparently it was really high. now that i'm an actual adult, there's nothing special anymore. their eyes are still stuck on me like glue, though. they're waiting to see me succeed or fail.

"everything gives up eventually. if you're having a hard day or week or month, just know that the evil will go away. soon, it'll stop tugging and pulling on you and all you’ll be left with is the good."

for: @seolastic

SEOLA’s eyes grew wide, her bottom lip quivering with disappointment. “wait– why? we just got here!” she whined, a soft stomp of her foot. he had promised her that they’d go out after a long month of work and, well, even more work. she skipped over to her friend and grabbed his arm; giving it a slight tug. “please–– stay at least an hour!”

the male looked at the girl, his exhausted eyes burning slightly at the lights surrounding the two. “just driving here was enough to kill me.” he patted his own face to wake himself up after the long day of work and let out a defeated sigh before flashing a small grin at his friend. he knew she wanted to spend some fun time away from work that didn’t involve binge-watching tv and napping, and what better place than a bar? “an hour, fine. then back to our places so i can fall on my floor and sleep for 12 hours. but for now, let’s go crazy.”