"What Is That? Is It Something For Me?"

"What is that? Is it something for me?"

starter from Harper // @blackcardz

Even though physically she was fine, inside her mind was running too fast for her thoughts to pick up. Sorom rushed to nod her head in assurance that she really was alright despite the heel she held in her hand and lost expression staring around for a nearby store.

"What do I do?" she asked to the stranger she'd run in to. Sorom couldn't show up looking frazzled with one shoe. She still had the other one on, though now heel less and leaving her stance awkward with the height difference between her legs. Thankfully a quick learner, Sorom grabbed her good shoe and fumbled to snap the heel of that one so she was at least balanced out.

"Does this look wrong?" she asked the woman, quickly trying to spin to a complete stranger to make sure she didn't look ridiculous. "I'm so sorry to put you on the spot -- if someone sees me looking like this --"

she's never before considered the saying 'a girls' girl' too carefully before. truth be told, songyi's quiet disposition made it hard to consider herself interjecting in any moment, though she supposes said moments always arrive.

a girls' girl.

it's the phrase crossing her mind as she watches another woman battling with her shoes. pretty, yes, but uncomfortable and, if her heels are any indication, probably hurtful as well. still, she judges nothing in that decision, instead admiring the elegance of high shoes with a properly combined outfit.

it happens quickly but also slowly. she watches as the other trips, as a heel breaks in half and as the other, in turn, steps backwards and straight into her. uh-oh, in trouble and this is the moment when she can try out what it feels like to experience that. "it's okay, are you alright?" first assess, then act.

Ari grinned as she turned her head away from him, looking around their surroundings; luxurious lobby of some hotel they'd dropped by for a quick meal, which probably cost more than the average person paid for groceries in a week. "Of course I care about money. Only difference is I have my own so I don't care about yours. So what do you think?" she asked, not meaning for her question to sound sarcastic, but genuine. "We're both sort of stuck in our lives to do what our family wants. It's nice to have someone I can share that problem with, so I guess it means I actually care about you."

 ❛  that's  easier  said  than  done,  especially  with  my  family  being  so  out  there  and  known,  you  know  ?  causes  stress  on  me.  i  feel  like  people  only  like  me  for  my  money.  ❜  he  laughs  out,  shaking  his  head  before  turning  attention  over  to  ari.  ❛  i  think  i  only  have  a  handful  of  people  who  don't  care  about  my  money,  but  -  what  about  you  ?  do  you  care  about  me  or  just  my  money,  noona  ?  ❜

She'd given thought to running off, but never really considered actually doing it. There was no way Ari could get far -- and if there was a time when she wanted to walk away from it all, the love her family held for her, they'd ultimately let her walk away. Problem was, the longer she worked more in the gang, the more she was beginning to like it.

Ari grinned. "No," she answered, her hand flicking over the button to control the window and lowering it all the way so the wind whipped inside the car. Her hair started whipping around her head, the woman peeking out in to the city without a care how it would mess up the look she'd set to. "But if there was ever a time when you wanted to disappear quietly, I could help you. I have...some friends. They're real good about cleaning behind their tracks, too."

 ❛  couple,  like  five.  ❜  not  really  a  couple,  several  instead.  ❛  a  little  hobby,  you  know  ?  gotta  do  something  to  not  be  bored.  ❜  laughing  about  his  stupid  hobby  but  easily  driving  them  towards  the  riverside  with  the  speed  they  were  going.  ❛  i  have  actually  thought  about  that,  many  times  and  i  think  my  family  would  be  devastated  if  i  made  a  disappearing  act,  especially  my  mom.  ❜  being  a  big  mama's  boy,  his  family  was  loving  but  rarely  having  time  for  him  and  if  it  was  some  family  time,  it  was  about  about  business  and  how  he  should  be  taking  over  his  father's  business.  hands  curl  tighter  around  the  steering  wheel,  not  really  noticing  it  himself,  clearly  not  wanting  any  part  of  being  in  the  business  seen  in  the  future  waiting.  ❛  have  you  thought  about  running  off  ?  ❜

"She'll be with you shortly. Is there anything I can get you in the meantime? About ten minutes."

@xseaofrosesx // starter from hana

Ari rolled her eyes. While Hyunwoo would be getting a hefty inheritance, Ari would be getting an entire gang to lead -- the money was good, but the work of it? She didn't mind getting her hands dirty when she needed to so long as she was still able to enjoy simple luxuries like this.

"I'll have to pass on the clubbing. Work later," she said with a wink. A runaway had been caught a few hours ago and would be getting a nice interrogation later. She needed to be there for it. "I've got some time before I have to leave. Pick something else. Your call."

 ❛  so  you do  care  about  me  ?  ❜  that  was  what  he  heard  from  her  words,  grinning  at  her.  ❛  i  mean  i  also  have  my  own  money,  actually  my  parents  money  but  who  cares,  that's  still  my  money  and  something  i  will  get  later  on  in  life  too,  but  not  wanting  to  own  what  my  dad  owns  though,  heck  no.  ❜  but  he  couldn't  ignore  it,  that  was  gonna  be  his  future.  ❛  i  care  about  you  too,  reason  why  we  are  here  and  sharing  this  meal.  ❜  he  laughs  out.  ❛  so  what's  your  plan  for  tonight,  wanna  join  me  for  some  clubbing  ?  ❜