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random charisma starter for @rksoojung

Haebin sat on her couch, feet over the arm rest while switching through the channels on her television with her head on Krystal’s shoulder. She had kidnapped the other for a weekend together to hang out or in her own words, to fucking chill. It’s been a while since they last spent any time together since Haebin works more than she should but for once took some time off.

They weren’t doing anything productive yet other than losing brain cells over dramas that aired the last few weeks. It was kinda hard for Haebin to really sit at home and enjoy her time not taking orders. Her body wants to get up and take the train to the cafe but she rather not get scolded by her mother.

Brian watched in disbelief as she nonchalantly picked up his hamburger and took a bite. “Wh-what are you doing?” He asked, his face scrunching up in annoyance. “Joey doesn’t share food!!” He added, raising his voice.

She’d only been going to have that one bite. Really. But then Brian had to take offence and Darcy was never one to miss a cherry opportunity to mess with him. Locking eyes with him she gave him her sweetest smile and said, “Joey is my bitch.” 

random charisma starter for @chaeyoungrk

Shopping. The only time Haebin will force herself to hop on the metro and actually go downtown other than grabbing supplies.

"Do you think these ruffles will work with the blue skirt?” Haebin was showing the other a pink long sleeve shirt that looked like it was from the 80′s. Honestly she had half a mind to buy it that moment just so she could add it to her closet.

She took it to a nearby mirror and held it against her frame. Not everyone could pull it off but it really was starting to grow on her. It would really match her non coordinating style that included brands and no name tags. They were at another store before where the skirt was purchased with the reasons being on sale even if it looked a little... tacky.

But that’s how she rolled and its a surprise that Chaeyoung hasn’t choked her out yet for her strange taste. They were that kind of duo where there was always the one friend shaking their head at the other for whatever reason.

random charisma starter for @rkvernon​

It isn’t often that Haebin finds herself out and about on a Saturday night with a few friends. They had just gone out to eat with some of them talking about being up others to head to a karaoke bar, All sounded fun but she wasn’t all for the drinking that was going to happen; which also meant most likely having to take them home. Even so she didn’t leave or make some excuse about work when her group of friends met with another party.

She didn’t recognize anyone but still introduced herself with a pleasant smile while everyone else was much more comfortable with each other. Haebin wasn’t awkward about these people, it was more so unintentionally turning into a form of a third wheel. It was hard to kinda push yourself into an already formed dynamic so she kinda just kept to herself for a bit.

Few hours in and while no one was drunk yet, the party was going strong in the karaoke room. Haebin was lucky enough her friends were bugging her to join in since she just got over a cold. She was pouring everyone their drink and offered one to the young man who sat in front of her. They had said hello when they first met but didn’t exchange any other words after. Right now she was a little bored so she poured a drink and placed it in front of him, “I think we are the only two that haven’t joined them in their embarrassment.” hinting at their friends practically screaming into the mic. 

@gparkingson-esq​

Burgie: I know things are different now so feel free to disregard. You’re not obligated to help me anymore.

I was wondering if you had time for another riding lesson. I need to learn how to trust again. I never knew such a connection was possible until I saw you with your horses. Regardless. I hope you and they are all doing well. Maybe we can meet for a drink and catch up. - Niko

Why was writing owls so obscenely difficult? He sounded so stiff and formal in ink - it only vaguely sounded like his own voice when he read the words back to himself - but he wanted to at least attempt to sound formal. His accent and diction were certainly lost on paper. He wanted to come off as charming, but that was probably lost as well. Regardless. He went to the nearest owl post to send the message out to Walburga Black, and he returned back to hot boxing his flat.

@blackestwalburga​