Pax Pardus Hale
The Ink Shop
Choi gave a nonchalant shrug when Yubin turned to her. "Can't promise anything." She mumbled quietly and looked down at her manicured nails. This was an awful idea, she knew it would be. "Rosee, you really need to straighten that boys head. Who cares if he likes a job? You're not a sugar mama. Even Hyuuns doing something he hates. So what? It pays the bills." She was distracted from Minho for a minute. That is, until Yubin said something about Minho's pocket. "The fuck is in your pocket Minho?" Her brows quirked curiously as she stood to her feet and walked to him. "Hands up." Her voice was demanding and pretty much said that he had no choice. Her thin hand slipped inside of his pocket and blinked slightly when she felt a little book of papers. "What the hell?" She pulled it out of his pocket slowly and felt her heart ache. She took a sharp inhale before glaring up at him. "No, we're not doing this here. If I'm killing you it's going to be in private." Choi shoved the coupon book into the pocket of her romper and grabbed his good hand, leading him into one of the bedrooms and shutting the door behind her.
She let his hand go and leaned against the door, crossing her hands over her chest. "Why the hell were you carrying that around? Why the hell do you still have it? What's the big secret that you're not letting me in on?" She took off the sunglasses and let out a long sigh. She was so exhausted she didn't even want to punch him, though she was sure she could summon the energy if need be. "And what's with the drinking, Minho?" She let out another sigh. "Drugs. Alcohol. Women. I've heard the whispers and rumors. You're better than this. You're on that drama for fucks sake, you're doing well. There's no reason to be doing all of this. You're destroying yourself." Was Choi the best person for this pep talk? Probably not. But obviously Yubin wasn't getting through to him. And he was such a mess even Choi could see it.
She let his hand go and leaned against the door, crossing her hands over her chest. "Why the hell were you carrying that around? Why the hell do you still have it? What's the big secret that you're not letting me in on?" She took off the sunglasses and let out a long sigh. She was so exhausted she didn't even want to punch him, though she was sure she could summon the energy if need be. "And what's with the drinking, Minho?" She let out another sigh. "Drugs. Alcohol. Women. I've heard the whispers and rumors. You're better than this. You're on that drama for fucks sake, you're doing well. There's no reason to be doing all of this. You're destroying yourself." Was Choi the best person for this pep talk? Probably not. But obviously Yubin wasn't getting through to him. And he was such a mess even Choi could see it.
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