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cain: not to sound like a narcissist but i'm not bad enough in bed to get left on read lmao [ SENT 1/13/18 ]

      neon light  floods the alleyway, tearing apart the edge of a familiar  darkness  haeil has cloaked himself in, waiting for  his  a client. despite the similarities of new york city  &  seoul, he feels out of his element. he can’t escape the sensation, even when  hidden  beneath layers of gloom  &  isolation, doing the  only  thing he knew how to do      dealing. now, with eyelids shut tightly he can feel the  homesickness  drain out of his body. it surprised him  ;  how all it took was imagining the cold, crumbling paint he felt with his fingertips  belonged  to that of a new york apartment building, instead of wealthy gangnam casino. rustic creaking of a door chases his thoughts away  &  eyes snap open.  fucking dumbass,  he thinks,  you know better than to loose your focus.  silhouette steps out, setting  paranoia  off within his body. instinctually he tightens grip around the  switchblade  hidden in his sleeve. the client is supposed to come out of the butterfly’s cardroom  ;  it makes sense. cocaine is expensive  &  gambling is too. rich people have no problem  indulging  in  addiction.  it has to be them.  ‘  hope you know you’re lucky i’m still fucking here. been waiting twenty-five minutes  &  the boss says ten max, then we bounce. was beginning to think i was being  narced on.  ’ 

im not sure what this even means tbh im screaming im sorRyy !!!! im not good at html stuff

ahhh thank u i alrdy have that in there tho but it’s just... stopped working laksdklasjd