━♡ guess the EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD AUGUST baby just arrived to dallyeog! it makes sense, because ELOISE BAKER is just as HOPEFUL as the month of AUGUST. wait, why do they remind me of SABRINA CARPENTER? beyond that, they seemed BUBBLY && SUPPORTIVE upon first glance. i heard someone say they’re sort of BOSSY && ENIGMATIC though. i hope they get acquainted here in COMPLEX 3 / APARTMENT 6 / FLOOR 3 ; SHE seems to have a lot going on with HER job as AN INTERNATIONAL STUDENT. 

TW: mentions of: dementia, strokes, parental death, neglectful grandparents?

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name: eloise xena barker age: eighteen pronouns:she/her birthplace: neath, wales occupation: international student sexual orientation: demisexual ethnicity: caucasian why did you move to korea: travel and tourism - it’s educational of course catchphrase:"you're a lonely wallflower, old school type of anti-style"

hi guys! i don’t know if some of you have noticed i’ve been absent as of recently but it’s all okay! i’m fine i’ve just had some internet problems - namely the internet supply in my village was crashed into which led to no internet and on top of the that we’ve had snow non-stop before and since it’s happened so it’s been fixed and i’m back finally! i can’t wait to rp with you guys again!!! i’m literally so excited!!!

🌸           POPPY HADN’T GOTTEN MUCH SLEEP THE NIGHT BEFORE, her set not having ended until half past two. she staggered home only to be awoken at 4 am due to poor lucky needing to go out and relieve himself … and again at 5:30, and now again at 7. she adored the little pup, but grew frustrated with him sometimes. besides, the world around her was a hazy shade of hazy and poppy herself was positively dazy. it was a wonder that she even knew her own name right now ( and that was debatable, really. ) after the dog had done his business, the girl picked him up and wrapped her oversized lime green faux-fur coat in an attempt to warm him up as they navigated through the complex’s 

wait, am i even in the right complex? poppy wasn’t sure, but found her answer when she noticed poor eloise planted on the ground. excited to see his friend, lucky began barking happily at the sight, but poppy quickly shushed him and called out in a rushed, worried korean. “are you alright, weezy? did you fall?” setting lucky down, who quickly raced over to sniff at weezy, poppy followed him before hearing eloise’s request. “oh, sorry! i wanted to know if you’re alright. what happened?”

♡ _   wait did poppy even live in the same complex as eloise? she was beyond confused, the last time she had seen poppy she had to find her way to a different complex and even then it was less confusing than what she was facing now. and she was sure she hadn’t bumped her head on the way down - she had a grasp of her surroundings and hers didn’t usually include poppy. not that she had minded, she had missed her friend - even if she had just seen her a few days ago. and was that a dog? did the complex allow pets? was she in another dimension?

♡ _   well that was embarrassing but nobody saw your blunder was the first thought in eloise’s mind. she was almost at the first floor with no incidents or accidents then she had tripped, on the stairs, five steps away from the ground. no she wouldn’t cry - even if she wanted to more than anything. it had hurt, and her day didn’t look like it was going to get any better. an hour, that’s how long the universe had decided to mess with her day and make a complete fool out of her. 7:40am should not be the time of the day she was falling down the stairs, in fact, she didn’t know why she took the stairs in the first place. it’s not like the elevator would be cramped. and it’s not like she could lay there, in the middle of the floor, blocking everyone else, willowing in her self pity of a simple mistake.