“let me tell you. if i was a guy an’ if i was older, i wouldn’t let y’leave the house alone. y’look like a woman who needs protection. then again, doesn’t have t’be a guy. i’d gladly protect you as a girl, too.” mumbles and slurs came out of hyejung’s mouth. it was the alcohol talking. “this, this is only available in an alternate universe. ‘cos this...” she points to her chest, and everything else that was attached to her. “is all mine an’ a certain someone.. else’s.. whatever the phrase is!” it was never good to be under the influence of alcohol. but face it-- the moment soju touched hyejung’s lips the very first time, she was already an alcoholic.

the girl wasn’t sure if it was genetic because her father was one. she tried her best not to be like her father. it had been too long for her to not drink any. it was as if she was the wife of a soldier who’s been out for war-- longing for their taste once she gets her hands on him. a bittersweet relationship was how hyejung would describe it. looking at the other in a not-so-conscious manner, a smile paints across her lips before lurching forward. her head rests upon the other’s chest. it seemed pathetic to get drunk over emotions but that means almost half of the world is just as pathetic as hyejung.

“unnie--yah.” it was apparent that she was drunk because she hardly used honorifics. “tell me, tell me. how was your childhood? it doesn’t seem as bad as mine.. an’ oh man.. look at youuuu! you’re basically blessed an’ the gods spent extra time workin’ you out. puberty hit you like a train an’ y’have all the curves in the right places. look at me, look at meee.” sitting up now, she whines while fixing her posture. her hands are placed on her breasts, a small pout on her face when she jutts out her bottom lip. “i got these! but no butt! unfair.. very unfair.. but why are girls such a sex object? i tell ya that guys... are so picky on boobs? well some.. but hey they don’t even have any?! what if guys had boobs-- would we be too picky? iunno.”

( SNS; ) Because I said “ I’m so turned on by this movie ” ?? ㅋㅋㅋ

( SNS; ) No, I just finished watching Magic Mike, so that was an appropriate response !!

( SNS; ) You’d probably love that though, given our sloppy, tequila inspired make outs last night, proceeded by me trying to get a bite or two in there

( SNS; ) By the way, you still owe me for the tequila (¬､¬)

MOOD BOARD + COLOR.  @serasong

Gain had very little time to really enjoy for herself. She was accustomed to and recognized that she had no control over time, only with how she spent it. Being in her career field however demanded a lot of physical work and while it allowed her to be somewhat healthy it also was the cause for her lackadaisical mindset on free days, getting in as much sleep as she could, being as stress free and grubby boy free as possible. Despite what she’d look like on the surface to people she wasn’t much of a drinker or drug user, only ever practicing those areas when in the presence of clients, co-workers or maybe someone she was trying to get the attention of for future reasons. It was never really for her enjoyment. That being said, Sophie new her. She knew what she needed, when she needed it. They were kind of there for each other.

Gain woke up that morning with a refreshed mind. A full 12 hours of sleep that’s what she needed. And when she rolled over, Sophie was there, curled up like a cat. It brought a sleepy smile to the older woman’s lips as she snaked her arms around the girl, pressing her face in the crook of her neck and breathing in her sweet scent. “Good morning.. or afternoon.. “ She wasn’t actually sure about the time, but whatever it was it didn’t matter to her. Gain pressed a chaste kiss against Sophie’s jawline. “Wakey wakey..” she mumbled against her friends skin.

       for the most part, sophie rarely enjoys letting another person sleep beside her. it doesn’t matter what time it was, she will kick out whoever it was she was with that night after she was done with them. most people don’t really complain since they got into the situation fully knowing what it was about and it was always about just sex, nothing more. it was mostly because she doesn’t like the intimacy and sharing her bed with another person. there are only a handful of people who she actually likes and lets sleeping next to her throughout the night.

[origin] // @serasong

➧ massage their shoulders

sms — that’s gross sms – tell me everything

[sms] it’s very gross, I don’t advise you to try it any soon.

[sms] What is there to tell? I am either extremely stupid or extremely unlucky