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geaesaekki · 10 days
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He tries not to let it happen too often, but somehow, always, he ends up doing it once more. Drinking to forget. It creeps up on him, the regret and the bitterness of it all– was there even a point to any of what he did at all– no matter where he goes, but none so often as when he comes back to an empty apartment. Ga-ram hates being at home alone. Isn’t that why it was easier to be K? Judge Kang needed someone available 24/7, someone willing to be errand boy, middle man, and co-conspirator, all in one. Now he’s none of those things and well, there’s only so many things Ga-ram can do before he starts spiraling again.  Which he already has. He’s not sure when Mara decided to come around, not sure if they had plans for such either, but he recognizes her voice. His head spins as he stumbles to the door and then glares at her. “...What happened to asking before coming around?” ( still here with some sads....so here's maram :'3 )
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Mara and Garam together, they drink, a lot. It always starts with beers, be it at the bar or at one of their places, with a chat and food, the beers lead to tequila and the tequila lead to watching dumb movies and fucking against a wall. It's fun. She likes those nights with him - however, they don't happen on a daily basis. Being creatures of solitude, they both need their own space, these nights of just being by themselves like a retreat, or at least, that's how it used to be. More and more, Mara finds herself knocking on his door without sending a text first. It's correlated to how her life has been spiraling into chaos these days, she has started to talk to him, to open up, slowly but surely. Garam... it's different, he listens, he listens a lot. Sometimes he doesn't speak yet it's the perfect form of comfort that Mara seeks in him, again, he listens to her like nobody else does. He worries too, by lecturing her and telling her she's going to be arrested yet all she hears is concern and it reassures her not to be completely alone anymore in her mistakes. All the space she starts occupying, it could have been space for him to talk to, but he does not. Perhaps, once or twice, yet it was brief, about the life he lived before about how it's not his life anymore. Mara is aware by whom's side Garam has been working for so many years and yet... he never quite described the hole it left in his life, truly, she has no idea. The door is wide open and the scene is so not expected. Drunk sure he is, but he usually waits for her to start the festivities. His first words are spoken, like a true drunk man - he attacks, which causes a slight frown above her eyes and a sarcastic scoff. Classic Garam though.
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"Yeah yeah sorry papi, you don't get to kick me out or you're gonna die alone." Mara speaks walking inside, pushing him with her shoulder, and throwing her leather jacket to the side as it hits a chair and lands on it. "I bought some burgers from accross the street. Oh, and you look like shit." She says, flashing the paper bag that she sets down the first wooden surface she can find. Turning around, she's staring at him. No matter how she wants to keep on getting sassy like she always does, she doesn't like that sight og him in that state so much. Him telling her she should text first... what is it, was is drinking himself to death when she isn't around or something? Mara believes it's either harder or easier to have a conversation with him now. Harder as talking to a drunk can be a complicated task - but perhaps easier as in, maybe, now with all his walls down he would open up to her. Stepping to stand in front of him, one of her hand scoops his jawline, taking a long look at him, pensive. "Say you're freshly coming back from the club. Say you don't always drink alone like that." It's 8pm. She knows the answer already, Garam doesn't party. "Come on, talk to me."
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rosedesang · 27 days
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"Allegra Darling. ( @stillresolved ) I was not expecting to see you so early in the Month. As you usually only come by to answer daddy's invitation to the family dinner, it's a lovely surprise." A pause is made, as her smile rests on her lips, the type of smile that is typical of hers. Sympathetic. Gentle. There is this natural lightness, elegance to Seraphina's words and demaneors, staged in a way that it just couldn't be real. Perhaps the distance between her and her little sister has suffered from it, this plasticity in their interactions, this candor that Seraphina liked to wear on her sleeve as a card to play. If Bellamy tended to resemble his father, there was this will in him to do better, still - despite his conservatory thoughs about modern monarchy, it is true that Bellamy's wish was to add a touch of modernity to the way he would run the family business as well as establishing himself as a family leader. Seraphina on the other end, was the exact same as her mother : this desire to appear as a pretty face the country would put on a pedestal, the quintessential korean woman. It isn't such a surprise that like all, she had her secrets, yet, unlike many around her, it was impossible to tell what she was truly made of - a blur that Seraphina loved to use at her advantage when times are appropriate. "Are you staying for the afternoon dearest? I would love us to do some catching up. I have no idea what has happened in your life lately mmm I feel like a bad big sister." A coquettish laughter escapes from her lips followed with a light pout.
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byanyan · 3 months
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"You're the shoplifter?" ( so byan....will be getting a glare from ga-ram bc annie has a guard dog and also i wanted to throw k at you for a while, i hope this is okay grey!! <3 )
ㅤㅤ" the shoplifter? wow, am i famous? "ㅤdespite the clear confrontation in the way they've been approached, byan remains almost passive in the face of the other's glare. a flash of a crooked grin, amusement dancing in their eyes; it all gives the impression that they're quite proud of themself for whatever it is they're being blamed for. what's there to not be proud of? they've obviously left an impression on someone, although they can't be sure who, exactly, considering they can't say they recognize this guy.
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ㅤㅤ" the shoplifter, huh. "ㅤrepeating the accusation as though it's some sort of title, the teen tilts their head to one side with a soft jingling of all the jewelry that lines their ears and takes a moment to mull it all over. of course, they already know that they aren't going to be able to figure out which shoplifting incident is in question, but it's more fun to make them wait. agitate them further. it's a fleetingly powerful feeling that byan takes every opportunity to thoroughly enjoy before it all comes crashing down and they inevitably get yelled at or arrested or have to dodge a punch.
giving the person before them a quick once-over, their toothy grin spreads somehow wider yet and they roll their shoulder in a shrug that's far too casual.
ㅤㅤ" i dunno, might be. would even hazard a guess that i prob'ly am. but y'see, i steal from a lotta different places, so you're gonna hafta be a little more specific for me t' know what you're pissed about. "
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wellfell · 3 months
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"you can borrow my shirt." ( from...lam? i don't think they would have slept together but- )
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 it couldn't exactly be called a house party because the house wasn't really big enough for it , but what akina enjoyed about it was the fact that she was a stranger there — lam and his roommate might know her but to others she was a stranger with a pretty face and mysterious background that she refused to talk about even during the board games . they had fun , and she drank a lot . it was a friendly atmosphere , foreign to the likes of her yet nice enough to make her feel welcomed . whatever happened last night that dragged her to lam’s bed with her shirt stained with wine . . . akina knew it couldn't be anything inappropriate because she was fully dressed . and so was lamon , and she refused to ask or voice her disappointment because she was awfully sober now and feeling her head explode . laid across the bed with a small wince , she rubbed her temples slowly . his footsteps were quiet so the first thing that startled her was his voice — she sits up ; regrets it after three seconds when her head spins . ❛ i'm – is matt here ? ❜  good god of course she remembers , she remembers kissing lam , she remembers whispering something about spring flowers . glancing down at her stained shirt , akina flashes him a quick grin . ❛ no no . . . it's fine . where's matt ? ❜  the american from lamon’s friend group , whom she miraculously recalls saying he can take her to her neighborhood because he lives there too . akina feels like she has to flee . she's on his bed , with a dirty tank top and messy hair and remembers just how soft his lips were . scratching her head with another quick grin , she crawls to the end of the bed and brings her feet down — then notices something . with great anxiety , she asks ; ❛ have you seen my bra ? ❜
morning after. *
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hymnoire · 3 months
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𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐙𝐀 & 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌
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lovlorne · 2 months
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9 PEOPLE I’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER
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last song:   leia - lollia, kal
favorite color:   pink if my room is any indicator
currently watching:   the cherry magic! thirty years of virginity can make you a wizard?! drama (look. look. look it's char inspo. and cute.)
spicy/savory/sweet:   savory for sure... i do not have a sweet tooth!!
relationship status:   i am a single parent to a cat and it will remain thus forever
current obsession:   the interest wheel is pulling me apart right now, but sailor moon!
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tagged: @stillresolved my beloved, tagging: @kagoshou @bloodxhound @cutdeepshiver @lightdash @wariodemambo @amaeranthos @hexellent @goatfated @jukkumi !
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uroborosymphony · 25 days
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"( That's the difference between Ara and Annie. Ara acts like a martyr. Annie is a SURVIVOR. )"
Quoting @stillresolved the line is a masterpiece.
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Headcanon post or diary entry about the martyr complex and depersonalization that comes with it for Ara.
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velvetineblue · 2 months
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GET TO KNOW THE MUN //
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NAME?: winter~
PRONOUNS?: any! agender hoes rise up
PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: telepathy ( but seriously: i'm really bad replying sometimes, but i do appreciate im's whether on tumblr or discord ajdjj. my discord is open to any mutuals!! )
MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: overall, this gremlin, by far. i have periods where i'll write a different character a lot for a couple days/weeks (mostly on discord) but tai-muse always eventually demands that the bulk of the attention be back on him u . u
EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: i've been roleplaying on tumblr since like....... 2011ish??? (DO NOT @ ME, I KNOW THAT'S INSANE) and i was roleplaying elsewhere even before that...
BEST EXPERIENCE?: I'm seconding what ferre said and screaming: PLOTTED GROUP VERSES !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but rly, anytime we do in-depth plotting that you get really engrossed into, and go crazy world-building & expanding the lore and plotline.... that's the besttt.
RP PET PEEVES?: hmmmm........... tbh nothing is really coming to mind at this moment, probably because my dash is so small & curated to only blogs who i really like seeing on my dash, so i think i've temporarily forgotten about the annoying parts of rp??? LOL. check back with me next time i go out looking for blogs to follow; then i'm sure i'll have much to say kjhkjh
FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: I like all of them !! angst is prob my fav of those genres, but if i wrote too much of it, i think it would get tiring for me because it may feel less impactful/geuine?? IDK. but fluff is definitely needed sometimes. and smut can also be fun, in moderate doses! fluffy smut and/or smutty fluff tho... 👌that's good shit, LMAO
PLOTS OR MEMES?: again, both are fun! i think a balance ( maybe not 50-50, but a balanced amount ) is ideal. as much as i do love plotting, it does require a lot of energy and social battery. so meme's are perfect for times when you are running low on that, but still want to rp~ ( and i'm going to do the ones in my inbox soon I PROMISE )
LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: my replies usually end up being long. but for starters or meme's, short sometimes makes the most sense... I know the fact I often write novels might seem intimidating to people who aren't novella, but I don't mind short replies . . . lengthy replies is just more of my personal 'writing style', but I don't require partners to adapt to it?? yOU DO YOU
TIME TO WRITE?: NEVER, APPARANTLY. ( jk i have time but i spend most of it rotting and watching 5 hour long video essays about pointless shit ajsjaj )
ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: hmm... I don't know! but compared to my other muses, I'd say, I guess Tai is one of my characters who is more 'similar' to me in some ways. I think because he's one of my oldest; his very first incarnation as a character I wrote goes back to when I was like 12. so he does have a lot of personal touches-- things that are probably quite specific to mE & my personal tastes. as I got older, I started to make a wide variety of characters, some of which I have nothinggg in common with... but Tai isn't one of those ajsja. we're not extremely similar, but we're not complete opposites either ? I think I partially fear saying that because I don't want anyone to think he's a 'self-insert', but... meh. I would hope it's pretty obvious that he's not :sob:
tagged by: @stillresolved thank you for tagging me and thinking of me, ferre!! 🥹 tagging: UMM whoever wants it tbh, i don't know whose done it while i've been MIA !!!
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mythvoiced · 3 months
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@stillresolved | ♥
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"Babe, you're the only fashion designer I like. I will endorse you as often as possible, what's stopping me, the law? Your brother?"
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geaesaekki · 8 days
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               @stillresolved sent :
“Put a sweater on.” He’s scowling and almost very pointedly looking at anywhere that isn’t in Detective Lim’s direction. Which is also kind of difficult considering that she’s perched on the coffee table in front of him and of course, she’s in her pajamas. Not that that’s a bad thing, but also if he looks at her, he’ll get a full view of down her low cut shirt, which is also not necessarily a bad thing, but she’s his co-worker and yes, he’s seen her naked before, but he feels like a pervert now just looking in her direction and that’s not a feeling Ga-ram is looking to entertain with someone he actually respects and– he covers his face with a hand, fingers digging into his temples. “Please.”  ( still maram!!! but lighter now :DDDD watch k think themselves into a tizzy JFKLSDJFKLSJ )
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Of course to the remark, Mara's eyebrow lifts. What's up with that? He has seen her naked before. A lot. "Are you saying you don't like the view, Mister?" Mara replies with a cunning smile on her lips. "Offensive." It is the perfect opportunity for her to tease him even more and have her little fun. As they spend more and more time together, she discovers little things about him each time. Garam can be a shy man, or perhaps the word shy isn't adequate... He wouldn't stare, he would look away, cover his eyes, it's not shyness it's something else. A side of him that Mara finds endearing. Could it be due to them having sex most of time drunk and in a hallway or in a car? Their intimicy is always so raw and wild, the times they can just contemplate each other's bodies is ... rare. Even when lying in bed, she usually escapes fast to hurry to the station. Today is a sunday, they got so lazy in the morning, her pajamas are still on, a tank top and shorts made of white cotton, light on her skin. "It might be the first time I'm being asked to cover myself when I'm looking this delicious in the morning. What is it? You want a show but you're too shy to ask?" Mara says now moving her hips from side to side, biting her lower lip into holding a grin as she knows he will ask her to get down and stop this. "Do you want a little bit of this?" Now she traps her breasts in between her elbows to showcase her cleavage even more. "Or do you want a little bit of that?" Mara insists, this time turning around and presenting her back, the shape of her loins, the perkiness of her ass, still dancing on that table and putting on a show for him, pulling her hair up, her hands down her sides, spinning and dancing in all the suggestive possible ways.
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byanyan · 8 days
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🍙 + 🌮 (but the good spicy kinds aka the ones you’d get from a food truck aka eat with annie byan!! )
feed the raccoonㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )
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ㅤalthough taken by surprise when annie holds a neatly wrapped taco from one of the nearby food trucks out toward them, byan doesn't bother to ask if she's sure or if this is some sort of mistake. instead, with only a flicker of hesitation within their movements, they reach out and accept the offering, a keen glint in their eyes.
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ㅤㅤ" always wanted t' try this place. "ㅤgaze fixated on the food in their hands, they peel at the wrapper almost delicately without bothering to explain why the opportunity has never arisen prior to this moment. (it's the money, of course; isn't it always? that, and the fact that a food truck is a lot harder to steal from than a big chain restaurant.) god, but it looks good though; the golden shell with all the savoury meat and toppings tucked inside... byan can't help but admire the thing for a moment, even as their stomach grumbles an unquestionably hungry note. the second they catch a whiff of it though, there's no waiting any longer — they're lunging forth and shoving the taco into their mouth with an odd sort of aggression that gives the impression they'll bite any hand that comes too close in order to defend this meal.
ㅤㅤ" ohmuhgod, "ㅤsatisfied words mushed together into one around a mouthful of delicious taco, byan's eyes close over in a very dramatic display of their enjoyment.ㅤ" so spicy. "ㅤit's evident in their (admittedly muffled) inflection that this is a good thing, and they nod along with an enthusiastic rhythm while they chew. clearly, they can trust annie's choices in mexican food from this point onward; she doesn't go for that mild shit.
any other comments they have on the food go forgotten as they dive in for another bite, and expressing their gratitude over kind gestures hasn't been their style since they were much younger — regardless of how much they do, in fact, appreciate the act. instead, they take to a comfortable silence, continuing to devour their spicy treat like they're trying to finish it in record time. this is something they'll remember though, this generosity provided to them despite the very rocky start between the two of them. it's a hand extended, a tentative offer of potential friendship which mirrors that of their suggestion of getting nachos together, and it is not insignificant. ...even if they might prefer to have annie believe that they don't see it as any big deal.
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dollypardonne · 3 months
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what color is your aura?
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islands, sketchbooks, rainy windows, pendants, puzzle pieces, tree frogs, sea glass. your essence is jade: you are withdrawn and observant, like a sailing ship watching others pass. you struggle between giving too much and too little; it is a hard thing to be both authentic and loved. your sensitivity makes you gentle to others. you are the spirit. you are the philosopher. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of seafoam, teal, blue, and green, who share your thoughtfulness and creativity. you are also drawn to the purposeful chartreuse and fire, who will help you grow and connect to the world around you. however, you may struggle to get along with the ambitious personalities of wine and terracotta who push too hard.
tagged by: @aworidwithout (from ages ago) tagging: @hearstring @geaesaekki @yaoogui @minghs @yaywons @rarenight @94vousmevoyez @jenubyjane @stillresolved and anyone else who wants to do it!
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stillresolved · 4 months
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STILLRESOLVED. MULTIMUSE BLOG. selective & private. 21+ & viet mun. est time zone. found by FERRE.
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hymnoire · 13 days
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“You’re going to the gala wearing that?” Not that Gaya has terrible taste in fashion, but well, it’s always been a bit on the conservative side for Aeri’s taste. A bit similar to Deva’s style, actually. Huffing, she drags her cousin by the hand into the walk-in closet. It’s a good thing they’re around the same size. “If this was court or a Ralph Lauren event, you’d blend in just fine, whatever. But this is a Givenchy gala– I thought Kang Gaya would be bolder than wearing just a black dress. ( hi lynnie, remember when i posted an inbox call....well here we are, start with some good old cousin interactions...and aeri roasts gaya's fashion sense in the meanwhile :'DDD )
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"Excuse me Aeri Kang, are you shaming me? Society doesn't make designers anymore it seems, but dictators. This dress looks fabulous on me." Gaya speaks, crossing her arms at Aeri's remark. The heiress cannot be entirely offended yet she still is a bit. Aeri Kang is the reference when it comes to fashion and style in the family, her advice is usually gold even though it means admitting her outfits are the way her cousin describes : conservative. "Come ooon!" Gaya huffs and rolls her eyes as Aeri grabs her by the arm dragging her the walk in closet. Quite immediatly Gaya's eyes wander on the dresses here, with - she must admit - a little more personality than her entirely black and strict wardrobe. She finally uncrosses her arms admitting defeat. "Okay fine. Tell me what you got for me. Just, no yellow, it makes me look too friendly."
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rosedesang · 2 months
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Bellamy Kang has a very characteristic way of walking. Like a monarch in his kingdom, his head high, every ground he steps on, he owns it. It is a little different here, indeed, the Atelier is not his property and it annoys him. What annoys him? It isn't exactly Not to own the place no, it's that Allegra ( @stillresolved ) specifically built it as a rival land, her very own principality as a declaration of war against the family. For many years he considered her little fashion things - as he calls it - a "phase", insulting her of being the "rebellious one" for pure attention seeking. No one ever bet on Allegra to succeed in this or make a difference that would long last enough. Yet she did. Fine. But his pride of the size of the Mount Olympus would never make him admit it to her face. Bellamy is sensitive to Hard Work - even though Allegra provokes him, almost labeling him as a lazy heir who did nothing but use the family name and money, he is a hard worker himself. A man as young as him, if not brilliant, would have never earned the seat he has at the family's business table. He admires the ones who put in the work yes, like him. Why can't he say that to his own little sister? There is possessiveness in wanting the Kang name to stay united, like his Father would want - there is fear for the Kangs to get divided in the future due to her actions, there is selfishness in not wanting her scandalous reputation to taint the value of his own. All of it : little by little, poisoned the love Bellamy has for his little sister. Back when they were kids, many times he did defend her, protect her when she was still too small to do so herself and him, old enough to understand one thing or two about being a good big brother. Is it jealousy then? Him constantly provoking her, looking down on her : perhaps not but it crystalized in time for too long to go back to the days he fought for her well being. Funnily enough, she does not remember, again, she was too small.
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"Jesus how more Ungrateful can you be. Always speaking like the masses, of course you did become one of them." He listens to her, watching the dresses in the making still pacing, he stops right in front of a box of fabric scraps, his fingers traveling along the last scrap put in, a high quality satin : Bellamy is a man who can tell the difference. An annoyed expression gains his face. "The money Father shoved into your mouth for the first 18 years of your life kept your hair shiny and your nails manicured enough for you to become a super model, don't push that speech on me, Allegra." That's where the headache starts. "You know what. I didn't even come here to fight, it's bad for my skin." He drops the piece of Satin, rolling his eyes. It might be part of the Kang blood to be a little bit of a Diva, he sometimes can be. He gains his calm back, his serious back as well. "I have heard back from the investigations after the Shangri La accident. The detective says it may have been an act of terrorism." It was no less than two weeks ago, at the Shangri La Hotel. The entire Elite of Seoul was invited for one of the most prestigious event of the year, the Kang family of course was there as well : Their father, their uncle, Allegra was there too together with Seraphina. Actually only Gaya and Bellamy were running late on that day. The night did go perfectly at first until they all got evacuated. Minutes passed and boom, the building went up in flames. The investigation happened to be a gigantic mess, missing evidence, missing information, in the press it has been declared like an accident due to a gas leak but the terrorist option has never been disregarded and was more and more speculated. The event is still fresh in everyone's mind and well, due to Allegra's voluntary exile, nobody knew if she was alright, if she was scared, if she was safe. "You are Oh so proud to have created a whole new social class for yourself but People like Us. The Elite. The sovereigns of this world : we are targets for Them." Them, the terrorists, the small people, the extremists, whoever might have been behind it all. "Not only you should be proud of the Achivements behind the Kang's name, you should know that in times like these, we must regroup." A few steps are made then, as he stands in the middle of the Atelier, his eyes now on her, hands down his suit pockets. "We increased security at the mansion, you should come back and live with us. For a time. Mother happens to be worried."
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