Heavy footsteps shamelessly rattles her apartment, Sooyoung barging in as if it was nothing.
She didnāt want to drag Kyura in to this, but she was the closest pinpoint in town and needed an extra help finishing her job. Calculations that off course meant that she either could die that night, or fight her way through.
āKyura-yah-ā her voice was gentle despite the panic in her body, elbow seemingly bleeding through her shirt as she motions herself to her closet, knowing very well thereās something there she can patch herself up real quick. āKyura, wake up, I need some things from you.ā
Ā Ā She couldnāt remember the last time someone walked into her house without mentioning to her before hand, expect her cousin.Ā
Hearing a familiar voice, she stood up rubbing her eyes.Ā āKyura?ā The new name she was called was interesting as she sees her friend in the closet. Ahyoung looked around noticing Sooyoung quickly waking up and alert. She shuts the door to her room, just in case someone had followed her to her house. She pulls a trunk under her bed with guns loaded and ready.Ā
āSoo, what happened?ā She asked as she quickly running to her as she sees the blood. She grabs the bandages and lifts her shirt up careful cleaning the blood off her. She cleans the wound , and looks at her waiting for an explanation. Ā āWhat do you need?ā