Myung: Hey, I get it. I have a twin brother, too. His name is Min-Jung, and he’s a real piece of work. *Rolls his eyes, stepping out of the car to finish his cigarette. Honestly, if it were my place, I would’ve done way worse than Richard. You don’t just go into someone’s home and screw someone else on their bed. That’s all kinds of messed up, never mind the fact that Loukas was blackout drunk.
*Sang glanced down at what Trenton had mentioned, noticing for the first time his little friend had appeared. Friendly fire, that is.
*Starting to hyperventilate even more, Sang swatted and smacked at the dancing flame as if trying to kill a mosquito. And yet the little thing evaded him every time, bouncing up his arm, onto his shoulder, down his chest, around his fingers...
Sang: AAHH, I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! *His hands caught the flame between them and promptly snuffed it out, and for a moment, he believed everything would be okay. The light in his eyes dimmed. The panic quelled. Everything seemed back in order.
*And then a brilliant blue ring rippled out from him, shifting furniture and rattling the walls. It all happened so fast, he didn’t know what to do other than hunker down in place with both hands over his ears.
*At first, it really looked like nothing had happened, but that was simply too good to be true.
Seok: *Rolling on top of Fuchsia, he leaned down to kiss his neck affectionately. I have an idea~.
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