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random song starter sentences [ ! ]↳❝I know I let you down.❞

  Xero knew and he knew it well, being around Soojung could only result in something that would hurt the both of them, but being turned down after so many days of planning wasn’t forgivable in his dictionary. With an impatient tap of his foot, arms folded, his lower lip was slightly jutted out, eyes rolling back. It wasn’t like he gave up a couple of hour of sleep just to see her— not at all. 

random song starter sentences [ ! ]↳ ❝I don’t deserve it.❞

(` just earlier, he carelessly romped around the vicinity of the area, his phone tucked away in his jean’s backpocket; for all Xero knew,  he still had his cellphone with him, which leads up to the current situation ) Ah.. Sunbae, (` he rubbed the nape of his neck, sheepishly chuckling ) Take it, really, (` hovering a palm on top of Jooyeon’s hands, curling her hands into a ball of fist ) I appreciate that you found my phone— but I think you do deserve this. Really, please take it. 

[ ❄ ]  — After binge-watching a few dramas, Xero has landed himself at the very end of his list: The Heirs. He found it ridiculous, kids like those don’t really exist in real life, and so does every stereotypical rich mom. Just around the show’s seventh episode,  Xero found himself at the edge of his seat; anticipating what’s to come next. 

[ sms—; sarang noona ] i’m telling you.

[ sms—; sarang noona ] choi youngdo’s a real ass.

[ sms—; sarang noona ] seriously, what the fuck do you mean i’m like him? this guy’s spoiled.

[ ❄ ]  — Slipping onto the backstage of SMTM4, Xero had his fists clenched. Not only did both of his co-members got eliminated during the first round, but just as well, rappers who had a lesser experience passed. This show was biased, and Xero knew it well. Fists clenched, he headed to where he knew his other members would be, face scrunched up sourly as he strides along the hallways. “Fuckin’.. biased,” Xero hitched underneath his breath, only to bump into someone, nudging him away from his train of thoughts.

  Bellowing, Xero felt blood rushing towards his whole body, “Watch it!”

[ ❄ ]  — Fingers linked together, Xero felt relieved after a whole day of rigid training and recording. His throat felt dry, legs sore from having to stand and dance all day; not to mention, dark circles were once again noticeable around his already ebony orbs. He stretched his limbs, extended fully while his back was arched, his tense stature gradually relaxing upon reclining against the sofa he was sitting on. Sure was a long day for him. 

  Ring.

  With a buzz, he reached for his phone, eyes half-lidded as his thumb jumped along the screen— “Holy shit!” came the vulgar language echoing through Stardom’s building. 

[ ❄ ]  — Unconsciously biting his lip, Xero sports a coy smile as his thumbs webbed along the screen of his iPhone. Granted his sunbae/noona’s number, they have been texting nonstop ever since then. The older woman was quite amusing, a series of retorting texts lined across their message inbox. 

[ sms — ; 고양이 누나 ] lol

[ sms — ; 고양이 누나 ] it’s practice time now, shoot me  ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ

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[ sms — ; 고양이 누나 ]  no but forreal, shoot me.