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On This Day in History June 16, 2012: The first Chinese woman astronaut Liu Yang goes into space as part of the Shenzhou 9 mission that rendezvous and docked with the Chinese space module Tiangong 1.

Yang also holds the distinction of being the first Chinese woman in orbit and the first to step aboard a space station. She would spend a total of 12-days in outer space. This would be her only mission in Space for the Chinese National Space Administration (CSNA.)

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She doesn’t know what to exactly say, not too sure how to feel about what the other said too. Somehow it’s the words she hears in a much simplier form but to have an explaination. One after another, they continue to slip out her lips and Naeun stares at her in disbelief. The softness in her features as if she hasn’t heard those type of words in quite a long time. It’s mutual, the feeling of longing for the latter’s presence and simply missing a good friend over all. It’s becomes unbearable to keep people around when they suddenly vanish out of thin air.

Mun vs. Muse: Any Topic.

Mun: Love her to bits and pieces, well developed and such a darling. Her mun is too. ( ` flops down contently, sighing dreamily with a sheepish smile ) And that body is amazing.

Muse: Which reminds me I need to become her body guard. ( ` mumbling grumpily underneath soft words, she rolls her eyes at the thought with her arms folding to her chest. )

Mun: But can we talk about how wonderful that body is seriously I cannot--

Muse: Will you stop that. ( ` slapping her mun in the back of her head, she huffs with a small pout on the lips. ) I got to pay her a visit, spam her phone constantly with voicemails to see how she's doing soon.

Mun: There you go playing the over protective friend-housewife-mother role all over again, my goodness. ( ` she laughs only to pout, rubbing the back of her head from the small slap that was landed there. ) Anything else?

Muse: Oh! ( ` clearing her throat, hands clapped together firmly. ) Yeah, yeah. My precious Angel that I miss, a beautiful person who needs to stop worrying so much but it's always appreciated.

Mun: Better message her soon, you've been out and about too much and blocking everyone. ( ` tapping Naeun's cheek, she nods her head in agreement to the other's comment. )

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Papers were stacked into piles that laid right there on top of her white desk, glancing at the very top to make sure that it didn’t need to be tucked into another place around the pile. There’s a brief smile that displays along her visage that shows how relieved she was about finishing the last of her paper work at home. Sitting down comfortably on the chair, arms stretched above her head with a small yawn emitting out.

One drops and she glances at the watch that was around her wrist curiously, checking the time as she slowly gets up from her seat in order to head out of her office and back into her room across the hallway. Naeun shouldn’t be up this late, it’s almost one in the morning. Constantly informing close friends that she’d rest more earlier for their sake so they wouldn’t too much. Lately, it’s been stressful and the only way she can actually breathe is through laying down and gazing up at the ceiling for hours until she drifts to sleep naturally.

The knock on the door along with the chain of the bell ringing caught her attention, stopping her steps mid-way in order to shift on the left foot. Walking to the front door in order to unlock it, the chains dangling when they were loosen up and she twists the knob hesitantly slow. Checking who it was by poking her head out of first, the door gradually opening up. The space becoming more visible and available for the other to step into.

She wasn’t expecting Sekyung to suddenly arrive. In fact, she didn’t hear from the older woman in a month or two so there’s a wash of mixed emotions that lingered through the thick air, tension actually being formed. “Ah.” Rubbing the side of her neck rather tiredly, nails clawing at the skin as a nervous habit she formed for herself. Clearing her throat, trying to figure out what to exactly say but she was left with nothing but questions that never wanted to come out.