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The wide smile that touched JB's lips when she laughed replayed over and over in Astrid's mind, even after she had turned the conversation around on him and their food arrived. There was just something... charming about the boy sitting next to her. As wasn't sure what it was, but it sure drew her in. It'd been a long time since she'd been this talkative with someone and it surprised her greatly that it was happening with a guy she'd only just officially met.

Her tuna poke bowl was placed down in front of her just then, breaking the girl from her thoughts as she mumbled a shy 'thank you' to the waitress before overhearing JB beginning to answer her question. Curious, but also genuinely listening, Astrid glanced up at him with a soft smile on her face to show she was listening, even as she began to dig into her dinner. She was starving and besides, the food tasted much better here than it did at the hospital. But what struck her most was the fact that she felt comfortable eating around JB. Normally meal times were difficult for her. No one knew that As struggled with her body image and usually found it impossible to eat around others. It'd been partially why she had felt so anxious about tonight. Yet somehow here she was, eating her poke bowl and conversing with a boy. It was practically a miracle, but Astrid pegged it down to JB; he just made her feel somewhat okay again.

As JB explained that he had been clinically dead for four minutes when he'd initially arrived at the hospital, Astrid's eyes widened in shock, not having expected his story to include something like that. But the topic soon grew lighter, with the boy joking about leaving a Yelp review. His humour had As laughing again despite herself, amusement flooding her features. "Duly noted," she commented playfully, that smile back on her lips as she spoke. Just as she went to take another bite of her food, however, JB interrupted by offering her some of his kimchi pancake.

For a long moment, Astrid could only stare at his food, a brief moment of anxiety hitting her like a tidal wave. What if he thought she was fat for eating not only her meal, but a portion of his, too? But then the rationality kicked in; he'd offered it to her in the first place, so clearly he wouldn't think that. It would be fine, just fine. Besides, it was a tiny piece of the pancake. There was nothing to worry about, she reminded herself.

"T-Thank you," the girl stuttered shyly as she reached over with her own chopsticks to take a small piece of his food. She stuck the bite into her mouth and rose her brows at how good it tasted. "Wow, that's delicious," she murmured once she'd swallowed, a small smile spread across her face. Then her dark eyes drifted towards her own bowl. "Would you wanna try some of mine? It's good, too," As offered, figuring it was only polite to offer some of her own food as well. Not to mention that her poke bowl was honestly amazing.
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] The boy narrowed his eyes at the bowl in which Astrid had just offered some to him. β€œNo… thank you…” he said slowly, eyeing of the bowl. Oh wait, he probably looked like a murderer again, didn’t he? Quickly snapping out of the state, he looked up at Astrid with a warm smile. β€œI’m allergic to seafood. When I was a baby, the first time my parents tried to feed me tuna, I came out with a really bad anaphylactic reaction. You know… hives, swelling, couldn’t breathe, throat was tight. They rushed me to the hospital, and they administered adrenalin and I was fine afterwards. Ever since then, I’ve stayed clear of putting anything in my mouth that lives in the water.” He chuckled slightly, his mind drifting back to the many times he had almost eaten seafood as a child growing up. Of course, his older brother had always been there to swat the food out of his hand just in time. Because when JB saw food, that was his main goal. To put it into his mouth and love it. His Hyung, on the other hand, had been a lot smarter than his younger brother and actually took time to figure out the ingredients of most recipes they ate together.

Finally, JB’s Japchae came out with the final load of food. He thanked the waitress, but not without asking for another beer and soju as theirs was starting to run low. Crazy how the pair of them had managed to get through two bottles of beers and soju in such a short amount of time. He raised his glass, taking in the final sips in one big gulp before placing the glass back down. Oh man, he could feel it starting to get to his head. It… felt… great. A quick glance over to Yuto, who was chatting up the girl next to him by pushing her hair behind her ear, showed that the other male was also on his way to drunk city as he was on his fourth beer – and he wasn’t sharing his drinks with anyone.

With his chopsticks in hand, JB scooped the noodles and placed it into his mouth. Oh man, it was heaven. This was probably his favourite place to eat out of all the places he would go for lunch or dinner. You see, because of his suicide attempts, his probation officer that made weekly rounds had made a deal with the landlord to shut off his gas along with taking anything that he could kill himself with – his knives, razors, anything sharp in the house. It meant trying to cook food was a rather horrible task. In fact, it was nearly impossible. Therefore, JB ate out a lot. I mean, he didn’t care too much considering he wasn’t – and probably never will again- working. He had to find something to do with his spare time. And eating his life away just seemed like one of those healthy options to him right now.

Once he swallowed and chewed on his food, he gazed back to Astrid just as the waitress returned with the new bottles of alcohol. β€œSo… um… you got much planned for the week? Maybe a walk around the garden while you stare into the abyss and think about the consequences of life that have led you this very moment?” he teased, placing down his chopsticks to pour out another glass for himself and Astrid with his left hand.

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As JB turned down her offer of food, Astrid couldn't help but let her face fall slightly, wondering if she had offended him in any way. God, she hoped not. But then he went on to explain that he was, in fact, allergic to seafood, causing her dark brown eyes to widen in guilt. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" She had just about killed the kid. Oh wow. Way to go, Astrid. Once the 100 days were up, it was supposed to be suicide, not fucking murder. With flushed cheeks, the girl finally managed to rein in her anxious thoughts, an apologetic smile gracing her lips. At least he'd laughed a bit. Hopefully that meant she hadn't offended him too badly.

Turning her gaze back to her own bowl of food, Astrid resumed eating quietly, getting lost in thought for several moments before the waitress returned with more food. When she overheard JB ordering them more alcohol, however, As couldn't quite fight the smile that appeared on her face. She was definitely already feeling the warm bubbliness that promised a good buzz and it was terribly relaxing. A bit more to drink would surely only make her feel even better and she needed that if she was going to keep from embarrassing herself anymore this evening.

The girl had just gotten halfway through her meal when the waitress returned with more soju and beer, causing her to pause and thank her quietly. Then JB was speaking to her and she lifted her head to meet his gaze, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. "You know it," she replied playfully, amusement shining in her eyes. It was getting obvious now that not only was she more comfortable around the guy, but that the drinks were starting to take effect. Smiling and laughing came a lot easier when you were depressed and drunk, rather than depressed and sober. As was sure JB knew that all too well, though, which only made her feel even more comfortable around him.

He poured her drink for her and this time Astrid noticed how he only used his left hand to do so. Then her eyes flickered to his right wrist, which lay on the table as he focused on pouring the drinks. The black wrap she'd seen earlier had her wondering again what it was covering. Why did he not use that hand? As wanted to ask, but her drink was being pushed towards her before she could think of how to word her question. Maybe it was just as well; that might be a rather personal thing to ask about.

"Thanks," Astrid murmured quietly, flashing JB a warm smile before taking another sip of her drink. "So, what do you have planned for the rest of the week? You know, being a free outpatient and all," she returned the question playfully, sneaking a glance up at him as she spoke. For a moment, she merely admired his handsome features, though as soon as she realized what she was doing, the girl quickly averted her gaze and stuffed a mouthful of food into her mouth instead, hoping JB hadn't noticed her staring at him for a second or two.
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] A low chuckle fell from his lips as he heard Astrid’s response to his question. At least this girl wasn’t one of those ones who had their head so far up their assholes that they could make an infinite digestive cycle. She seemed like one he could lightly laugh and comment whilst making dark jokes about, you know, ending their lives. It was always nice to find someone like that. And heck, with the help of alcohol, it was really helping to get them both a little bit loose. He could already feel his face starting to burn and flush. Dammit, that freaking Asian glow. He always got it as he drank. You know; your face feels flushed and bright and red. It always seemed to occur after his second drink. And the fact that it was summer at the moment really didn’t help with masking it.

Placing the bottle down after he poured some for himself and the female next to him, he went to take hold of his glass – but not before he realised that Astrid was speaking to him. He paused as she spoke, raising his brows to show that he was listening to what she was saying. What was he doing this week? Well, to be completely honest… nothing. I mean, he had scheduled appointments he had to go to. One of them was actually a specialist rehabilitation doctor that was helping him with some therapy for his hand. He wasn’t looking forward to that. Generally, after a session with him, using all the different machines for the physical therapy, his wrist and hand would ache and throb for days afterwards.

β€œAh, you know… I might be free but I still feel like I’m in fucking prison…” he grumbled before taking a sip of his glass. Once he took his sip, he placed it back onto the table and pursed his lips as he tried to think of this week’s schedule. β€œSo… You know… group therapy this week… And my one on one therapy sessions… And I have my probation nurse officer coming over to check the apartment so… have to make sure the house is clean. But like, not too clean you know? Too messy and they think you’re letting go of life. Too clean and they think you’re about to commit suicide. So… just like… a normal clean, I suppose. Oh shit-” His eyes widened slightly as he just remembered something about the probation nurse β€œShit… I still have weed I need to use…”

Ah yes, if he was caught with the weed he knew that he’d be in big trouble with the nurses and doctors. Probably even brought back to be admitted because weed was a gateway drug, right? Well, also it was under his conditions that he wouldn’t have any sort of drug in the house. But weed helped him deal with the pain of his arm whilst he wasn’t allowed to have his prescribed medication. β€œI need to use the rest of it before they come over on Friday…” he muttered to himself before glancing around the table to see if there was maybe someone trustworthy that he could ask to stash his supply instead of smoking it all. A small huff of annoyance fell from his nostrils before he looked over at Astrid. Oh crap. What if… she was like… anti-drugs and all? Well, I suppose he was going to find out now from her reaction to his little muttering session to himself.

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Astrid took a sip of her fresh drink before resuming with her meal once more, while JB spoke and answered her question. She nodded along to show she was listening, a small smile on her face as he described what the home inspection was like. It sounded like a genuine pain in the ass and definitely not something she was envious of when it came to being an outpatient. A quiet chuckle escaped her as she made to comment something playful, though he was speaking of the weed he still had left over in his house before she could say anything. Raising a brow, the girl looked up at him curiously, noticing the slightly panicked look on his face. Moments later, their eyes met.

"I, um, could help you use it up if you wanted," As offered shyly, a small grin on her lips. It had been a little too long since she'd last had a chance to smoke some weed, thanks to being stuck in the hospital for five weeks. So she was more than happy to smoke some with JB if that was what he wanted. Besides, it would do wonders to calm her anxiety and she was more than eager to get a break from that. Sometimes it was suffocating to deal with.

A shy expression crossed Astrid's features as she reached for her drink again, taking a sip of the alcohol before speaking up once more. "It's been a while since I smoked last," she added, chuckling a little. Back before getting admitted to hospital, As had admittedly smoked rather often. It helped soothe the crippling anxiety and depression she felt dealing with her abusive ex-boyfriend. He'd been the one to really get her into enjoying weed when they had first started dating and the habit stuck, though Astrid would argue it wasn't a bad habit by any means. It was better than a ton of other things she could be doing, right?

Part of her wondered if JB smoked a lot, too. As sort of hoped he did; it would be nice to have someone to sit and smoke with, even if neither of them was technically supposed to. But she had her hospital passes and he was an outpatient, so bending the rules a little wouldn't be impossible in the slightest. Of course, that all depended on whether or not she got herself caught drinking tonight. If she did, Astrid was pretty sure she could say goodbye to her passes for the week. Or maybe even a delayed discharge. The idea of that was almost enough to have her stop drinking now, but what was the point? She was already enjoying a few drinks and the buzz it had subsequently brought with it, so she may as well make the most of it while she could.
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] im getting a hot chicks number! awww yeah!
[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] The boy raised his brows as he heard Astrid’s offer to help him use up the weed. He had to admit, this girl was surprising him with each second that was rolling by. She seemed like the perfect person in his eyes. She smoked weed (and from the sounds of it, quite regularly), she had a sense of dark humour and she was so depressed that she wanted to kill herself. Hello dream girl, JB thought to himself as he listened to her speak. β€œWell…” he started slowly, trying to figure out a way in which the pair of them could smoke some of that beautiful weed. β€œY ou have passes, right? Do you think you’re able to drop by my place before Thursday? My inspection is on Friday so I need to make sure I get rid of all evidence and smells before they rock up. They’re so picky.” He frowned slightly.

Placing down his glass, he leant forward and lifted his bottom off the chair so he could reach for his phone out of his back pocket. All the while, his other hand remaining firmly on the table. Not moving one muscle. The alcohol was starting to help him forget the throbbing pain that was radiating from his wrist today. Well, I suppose drinking was one way he could help forget the pain. Swiping his thumb against the screen as it checked for facial recognition, JB was able to successfully unlock his iPhone. He pulled up the contacts app before handing it over to the female with a warm smile. β€œI’ll grab your details,” he said, gesturing to his phone β€œSo then I can text you my apartment details. And then you can have my number for whenever you feel like talking about death or some dark shit.” He teased with a toothy grin. β€œJust send yourself a text using my phone so you have my number too.”

As Astrid took the phone from his hands, JB could feel his face getting just that little bit hotter. Was it the alcohol? Maybe. Or maybe it was the fact that he was about to get Astrid’s number. Granted, if he got really drunk tonight, he might not remember that he had it until they ran into each other once again. But for this current moment in time, he was feeling giddy about the possibilities of becoming Astrid’s friend – and maybe even a little bit more. God, it had been two years since he last got laid which was with his girlfriend. Who… ended up cheating on him and getting pregnant with some random dude. Give him some sympathy. He needed to get laid. And he was certain that he needed to get laid before he killed himself because that would just be sad and pathetic that the last person that he slept with was his ex-girlfriend.

So, yeah, he thought Astrid was hot. And he wouldn’t mind if she wanted to hook up or something. But nothing beyond that to be honest because… well, what’s the point of starting a relationship when you’re going to kill yourself anyways? There’s no point in creating emotional connections when you’re just going to suffer more or make them suffer more once you die.

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When JB suggested coming by before Thursday, Astrid's eyes lit up. She was more than happy to use up one of her passes to go smoke some weed with him. In fact, she was already looking forward to it. Getting an afternoon to sit and relax and let the drugs soothe all of her stress was something she definitely needed. Besides, who knew how much fun they might have together if they got high as fuck in his flat. It'd be great. "Yeah, sure, that sounds perfect. I'll help you clean it up after and everything, too, so it'll go faster," As murmured, flashing JB a small grin, clear excitement in her dark eyes as she spoke.

Then the boy was pulling out his phone and Astrid watched with a soft look on her face as he opened up his contacts app before pushing his phone towards her. She took it, laughing at what he said as she began to enter her phone number and contact details. "I'll definitely be taking you up on that one. You're lucky the nurses like me so much and let me have a decent amount of freedom," she joked, lifting her head to send him a playful grin before glancing back down at his phone to save her contact info.

Once Astrid had texted herself through his phone, she handed it back to the dark haired guy, unable to help the giddy feeling that washed over her. She'd just gotten an attractive guy's number. Wow. And he actually seemed like a decent one, too. Much unlike her ex. Then again, it wasn't like it was that hard to find people better than her ex.

By now, the girl had finished off her food, pushing the bowl away before taking the last few sips of her drink. It had definitely hit her by now, if the way her head swam slightly was any indication. But the feeling was perfect; it gave her an escape from the depression that clouded her mind day in and day out. At least drunk or high, she was free from what crippled her. With a soft sigh, Astrid glanced up at JB again, unable to help studying his features for a moment. Being tipsy and all meant she didn't really think about the fact that he might catch her staring; she was too busy taking in his handsome face.

After a few moments, though, As looked away, her eyes instead flickering around the table as everyone finished up their food and conversed. The bills had already been placed in their rightful spots on the table, she quickly realized. She'd not even noticed the waitress dropping them off. Raising her brow slightly, she turned back to JB, a curious look upon her face. "Do you know what we're doing with the rest of the night?" She questioned, eager to know what remained for her to enjoy. She had to be back at the hospital by ten, but it was only just past eight now. They still had some time to have fun and enjoy themselves before the alcohol lost its effect.
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] It seemed as if the night was flying right by. I mean, time does that when you’re having fun, right? Everyone had finished their food in no time and the drinks continued to flood the table. JB knew that he was tipsy at this point and almost on the verge of becoming one of those annoying drunks. Well, he knew he was annoying because he was one of those clingy, cuddly drunks. You know those ones – the ones that walk with their arm around your shoulder and to use you as an anchor so you don’t tall over. Considering he stood at one hundred and ninety centimetres, it probably wasn’t the most comfortable thing to have such a tall man leaning on you as you both drunkenly walk the streets of Itaewon. I mean, some people might love it. Whatever floats your boat.

Hearing Astrid’s voice, the boy looked over at her with raised brows, listening to what she had to say. What were they going to do for the rest of the night? Well, the last few times he had been out with Yuto, they always ended up back at Yuto’s cousin’s place to take some drugs and to keep on drinking. You know, things to help numb the pain of life. But his cousin lived in Gangnam. JB pressed his lips together as he thought to himself. β€œWe usually go to Yuto’s cousin’s place for like… an after party I suppose? But… he lives in Gangnam and we usually just sleep there for the night.” He informed her pressing his home screen to see that it was just past eight at night. β€œYou have to be back at the hospital for around ten, right?” he asked, gazing up at her with a raised brow. β€œI tell you what, how about we find out own adventure? I’ll walk you back to the hospital and if we’re late, I’ll help you sneak in. Hell, I’ll even show you my very special, super-secretive viewing spot where I used to sneak around to get my Choco-pie fix.”

He offered the female a wide grin before turning to the bills that had been placed in front of them. JB rose from his seat slightly to take out his wallet, opening it up by using his other hand to push it open. Finally, and with some great difficulty, might I add, he used his fingers to fish out some won notes. He placed his wallet back onto the table with the notes between his fingers, before swiping over and snatching Astrid’s bill. β€œIt’s on me,” he said to her, raising his hand in the air to grab the waitress’ attention to pay for the food. He looked back at the female with a wide grin on his face β€œTo say thank you for helping me out this week.”

The waitress made her way over and JB handed the notes and bill over to her. Once the female took hold of it and thanked him, he turned back to Astrid with that wide grin. β€œShould we head off on a spontaneous adventure?” he asked her. He took hold of his phone, placing it into his other hand, balancing there for a moment. When you have no muscle movement in your thumb and little finger, it made it very hard to hold onto objects. He then took hold of his wallet, and rose from his seat. As he placed his wallet into his back pocket, he could feel his phone slipping from his grasps. β€œAh, shit!” he cursed under his breath, attempting to catch it with both hands. But it was too late and the phone fell to the ground, bouncing and sliding in front of Astrid’s feet.

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The tiniest of frowns appeared on Astrid's face as JB explained that the group normally went back to Yuto's. Admittedly, she wanted to go, but she knew it wouldn't work with her pass. There was no way she could make it back to the hospital in time if they did, in fact, go to the boy's place in Gangnam. But then JB was suggesting they go out and do their own thing, causing the girl's frown to turn into a bright smile at the idea. Laughing quietly as he mentioned sneaking her in and showing her his top secret spot, As gave him a firm nod in approval.

"That sounds like fun to me," she murmured happily, the drinks clearly helping her feel so uncharacteristically bubbly. With that decided, Astrid turned her focus to the bill, moving to grab her wallet as JB did the same. She had just pulled it from her small purse, however, when he told her he would pay. Eyes widening, the girl parted her lips to protest, but he was speaking and the waitress approaching before she could get a single word out. It was only when the waitress had processed his payment and left that Astrid shook her head and smiled bashfully. "Aw, thank you. That's so sweet of you."

Now that they were free to go, As felt more eager than ever to go out on this adventure with JB. He seemed to be, too, if the wide grin on his face and the question he voiced were any indication. "Definitely," Astrid grinned back, getting to her feet and moving to follow after him out of the restaurant once they'd said a quick goodbye to everyone else who wasn't too drunk to return the greeting. Just then, however, JB's phone slipped from his grasp, falling to the floor by her feet. "Oh shit," As cursed, quickly bending and grabbing it, flipping it over to ensure there were no cracks. Satisfied there were none, she reached out to hand it back to JB, a smile on her lips. "It survived," the girl giggled before feeling their fingers brush as he took his phone back. May it be the alcohol or her sudden bubbly attitude, but the feeling had Astrid's stomach fluttering. What the heck?

Clearing her throat, the dark haired girl flashed JB a shy grin before stepping ahead of him to lead the way out of the restaurant, not wanting him to see how her cheeks had flushed pink from their contact. Sure, he was hot and super kind and she was tipsy, but why was she so affected by his fingers simply brushing hers? What was happening to her? Maybe psych therapy was making her go crazier than she'd originally been.
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] JB watched with anticipation as Astrid took hold of the phone. Please don’t be cracked. Please don’t be cracked he chanted to himself. After all, it was an iPhone. Sure, he could go ahead and buy himself a Samsung like the rest of the Korean population. But he really liked the function of Airpods. So sue him. As she flipped it over, the boy held onto his breath. It survived. Oh thank God. He allowed that breath of air to come rushing out in a sigh of relief. β€œThank God…” he commented, reaching over to take hold of the phone as she reached out to give it to him. Well, thanks to his drunk vision, he had to try a couple of times to take hold of it. And when he did, it was almost like he was taking hold of Astrid’s hand rather than the phone. Ah, man, he needed to make sure he didn’t get too drunk. If he was going to be sneaking Astrid back into the hospital tonight, he was going to need to have some sense of direction.

He quickly turned around to the group, thanking them and giving a wave to say goodbye as he leant down and picked up his backpack off the floor. Yuto called out saying he’d see him tomorrow for the group session before giving the boy a playful wink. Yeah, as if he was going to get lucky tonight like Yuto had implied with that cheeky grin and wink. I mean, they could go back to his apartment but he didn’t think that was very classy considering they had just met and she had a bit of a time limit on her hands. Plus, he didn’t want to freak her out. He wanted to look like a gentleman, not someone who just wanted to get his dick wet. However, he simply nodded at Yuto and gave him a thumbs up before turning around and following Astrid out of the restaurant.

Despite it being summer, there was a calm, cool breeze flowing through. Ah, it felt so nice to get out of the restaurant where it had been so hot and steamy from all the barbeques and human bodies producing so much body heat. He placed his phone into his front pocket before swinging his backpack on his back. Finally, he brought his arms up for a stretch, giving a small groan in the process. Ah, he was ready to party. Dropping his arms, he placed his left arm around Astrid’s shoulders, leaving it to hang so comfortably. What can we say – drunk JB was a cuddler and the thought of walking down the street with his arm around someone’s shoulders was just second nature to him. β€œAny thoughts on where we should go?” he asked her with a grin. β€œI was thinking we could keep drinking at a karaoke place?”

Of course he was going to suggest karaoke. Singing was his go to move. JB knew he was a good singer – heck, he had even debuted right before his accident. I mean, it was only one song which he always heard on the radio and in shops and it drove him crazy. But at least every time the song was played, he got the royalties from it. So, who’s really complaining? As he gazed down and offered Astrid a smile, he realised something. β€œWow. Is it just me or are you really short?” drunk JB spurted out with no filter. He placed his right hand on top of her head, patting it. Well, practically everyone he met was short. He was 190 centimetres tall. He was even taller than his Appa and older brother!

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astrid dunmore
Seeing as Astrid had led the way out of the restaurant, she didn't initially notice just how tall JB actually was. Even back at the table, when they had stood and she'd given him his phone back after he'd dropped it, she hadn't realized the giant he was. At least compared to her. The two made their way out of the building and back onto the relatively busy street, the cool breeze a welcome relief as it passed over them. As let out a happy sigh, her feet padding along in a steady rhythm, having absolutely no idea where they were taking her. Not that it mattered; anywhere would be fun, especially if she was drunk.

Just then, a tall body stepped up beside her and Astrid lifted her head to see JB there, stretching his arms above his head before one of those arms came down lightly around her shoulders. A laugh escaped her at the gesture, though she pressed a little more into his side, not at all minding the proximity. In fact, it was nice. At his question, the girl grinned right back and nodded her head in approval. "That sounds perfect," she mused somewhat absentmindedly, her brain only now catching up and realizing just how fucking tall this guy was. He could be a skyscraper with the way he towered over her.

Shaking her head a little to herself, the dark haired girl smirked and continued on beside him, her own arm instinctively sliding around his waist as they walked side by side. For several moments, they were both lost in their own drunken thoughts, but it wasn't long before JB's voice broke through the silence again. Just as the words left his mouth, his hand came down to lightly pat her head, making Astrid mock an offended gasp. "Rude!" She squealed before breaking into a fit of giggles. "You're just a massive giant. What's the view like from up there, huh?" Teasing him back, she offered up a playful grin, her head tilted backwards so she could catch his gaze as she laughed at the playfulness between them.
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] respect me bish
[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Feeling her warmth against his body was a welcomed change to his usually drunken walks. Normally he walked around drunk with Yuto or… well, by himself. Even when he walked with Yuto, the dude spent most of his time tripping over things or being dragged by JB because he was trying to holler at someone and try and start a fight. So, feeling her arm wrapped around his waist, and feeling that warmth radiate from her body, brought a smile to his face. It may have been summer, and mucky and humid as hell, but the night’s breeze brought a comforting coolness. Thank God for that, otherwise, they’d be sweating on each other and that would not have been good at all.

As Astrid reacted to his comment about being small, calling him rude and gasping, JB couldn’t help but chuckle with a cheeky grin on his face. She then went on to call him a giant and ask what the view was like. Oh yes, he had heard that all before. People asking him what the weather was like or if he was related to Hagrid from Harry Potter. As a child, it use to suck being that awkward tall child. Especially because he grew so much taller than all his friends at such a young age. He thought that once he turned thirteen or fourteen that he’d stop growing. But oh no, puberty had other ideas and he just kept on getting taller and taller. In fact, he was even taller than his older brother. Granted it was only three centimetres, but JB liked to tease him about it.

β€œYa!” he responded, poking her head with his hand that he was using to pat her with and another chuckle. β€œBe nice! If we’re ever in danger, I’ll be the first one to see it coming. Your life is literally in my height and gaze.” He brought his hand away from her head and placed it into his pocket, letting out a sigh of contentment with that wide grin on his face. β€œAisshhh. Don’t you know you’re meant to respect your elders? Oh, it’s a Korean thing. Have you not learnt it yet?” he asked her with a cocky grin as they continued to walk down the side path, arm in arm. Even though he didn’t know how old Astrid was, he could only assume that she was younger than him. She had that look about her that screamed youth that he was so jealous of. On that topic, he didn’t even know how long she had been in Korea. For all he knew, she could’ve been here from birth. Or she could’ve been here for only a year!

β€œHow long have you been living in Korea?” he asked her with a raised brow, looking down at her before looking ahead to make sure they weren’t going to crash. β€œOr is that too offensive for me to ask your generation this day and age? I know a lot of young people get butthurt over the whole politics of nationality and whatnot. But… considering you insist on teasing an Oppa like me, I can only assume that you moved here rather than living here from birth. Correct, no?” he turned back to her with that classic cheeky grin upon his face.

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"oh my god, what if he's fucking 40 years old or something."
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here.
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down the streets we go.
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Another laugh bubbled out of Astrid's mouth as JB responded by poking her head, to which she playfully batted his hand away with her own free one, giggling all the while. "Oooh I better be nice to you, then, if my life is in your hands," the girl teased, amusement clear in her dark eyes. It had admittedly been a long time since she had been able to have such a fun, playful conversation with someone. And to think she had only officially met JB not even two or so hours ago. Shaking her head to herself, she continued on beside the tall man, her arm remaining around his waist as he kept his own around her shoulders. At his ensuing comment, though, she smirked and used her free hand to poke him in the stomach in retaliation. "Oh I respect my elders. But only the ones that deserve it." Flashing JB a wide grin, she then let out a laugh, unable to remain serious for long. Not around him.

It wasn't long before the conversation shifted to her life in South Korea, causing another quiet laugh of amusement to slip from Astrid's lips. "Yeah, my family and I moved here about ten years ago," she murmured in answer, tilting her head back to see JB's expression. She wondered what he might have thought about her; did he think she was new here? Or did he have a sneaking suspicion that she had called Korea home for years?

"But seriously, I can't be that much younger than you, Oppa," Astrid teased with a giggle, playfully leaning into his side for a moment before straightening again. Damn, what was this alcohol doing to her? ""C'mon, how old are you? I'm 23," she finally questioned, that smile playing on her lips again as they walked side by side towards the karaoke bar. It wasn't a far walk, which normally would have relieved As beyond belief. She was a massive lazy ass. But tonight, she found herself wishing the walk was longer; talking to JB and teasing each other like this was so much more fun than she could have imagined. Somehow, she and JB seemed to get along perfectly.

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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] The boy’s brows raised slightly as he heard that she had been in Korea for around ten years now. β€œTen years?” he asked, quite clearly amazed by the fact. β€œYour Korean is really good!” JB knew how hard the Korean language could be for some people, and he found it so enduring to hear foreigners to speak his native language. Especially in Itaewon where they lived as it was foreigner central. Even as they walked together, he could see the different foreigners walking in packs to different places to eat for dinner or preparing to go to the night clubs that Itaewon was well known for. It was very cute to have them come up and ask questions in broken Korean to which he would try and help them out by replying in English. I mean, his English wasn’t completely amazing. If he had to have a conversation or interview in English, he felt comfortable in doing so. But he did forget some words sometimes which he even noticed that some people with English as their first language do that anyways.

Hearing Astrid’s age, JB’s eyes widened and he looked at the girl genuinely shocked. β€œReally?” he asked, completely blown by the fact that she was so young. Oh man, he probably looked like a predator now. Just freaking great. β€œYou’re basically a child still. Aiishh… Makes me feel so old…” he complained, placing his hand upon his face in disbelief, pulling his skin as he ran his fingers over his face with a groan. β€œInternational age… I am twenty-nine. I turn thirty this year. But… Korean age, I am thirty-one” he explained to her, all the sudden feeling like he was way too damn old for Astrid and she’d probably be completely turned off by him. I mean, they were of different ethnicity. They had a stupidly big height difference between the pair of them. And now they were finding out that they were six years apart in age. He knew that the only thing he was getting at the end of the night was an awkward wave goodbye.

β€œAh… You were six when I was twelve… And you were thirteen when I was eighteen… Aish… That doesn’t feel right… You were fifteen when I was twenty-one… Now that’s just… I don’t want to think about it anymore….” He muttered to himself under his breath. Well, at least she was of legal age now. If they were to get up to anything at least it’d be legal. JB was about to continue on with his little rant about how he was old and she was so damn young when he noticed that they were standing at the front of the karaoke bar. Pausing for a moment as he gazed up at the neon sign that indicated the business, he looked back down at Astrid with a wide grin on his face. β€œI’ll make sure they have age-appropriate music for you. Do you like Kids Bop? Because there’s no way in hell – oops, sorry, I mean heck that you’re going to be allowed to listen and sing to anything with swearing in it.” He teased with a large grin on his face. She’d probably tease him for being old but he didn’t care. He liked the dynamics they had going despite only knowing each other for a couple of hours.

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astrid dunmore
Oh, Astrid could tell that JB was genuinely shocked by her age. The look on his face had her bursting into a fit of giggles all over again, amusement clear in her eyes as she stared up at him. "Oh shut up," she teased when he began to complain about their age gap, chuckling loudly as she gave the tall man a playful shove with her body. "It's only six years, you asshole." Although JB admittedly was older than she'd expected him to be, As wasn't at all bothered by their age gap, just as their height difference wasn't anything significant to her. Of course he was a decent bit older, but she didn't mind. Besides, it wasn't like he was forty and twice her age, right?

But it seemed JB was definitely caught up in the difference, for he began to ramble about how it as they walked, muttering under his breath to himself. His voice was loud enough for her to hear what he was saying, though, making Astrid roll her eyes to herself in amusement. This man. He was something else completely, but she liked it. It'd been a while since someone had made her laugh this much and she knew it wasn't just the alcohol either.

When JB's rambling turned to teasing her again, however, Astrid feigned an offended gasp, eyes wide as she tilted her head back to gaze up at him. "Well, at least they would actually have Kids Bop here. I doubt they'd even know a single song from the 20s, though. So I think you're out of luck, Oppa," she retorted playfully, a grin on her face as she tugged the man into the karaoke club. It was loud inside, with people talking and singing and dancing and the music rumbling through the speakers, but the atmosphere brought an excited look to As' face. She couldn't wait to get a bit more drunk and start singing some songs with JB.

As the two made their way inside, after showing their IDs of course, Astrid found herself unable to stop smiling. It felt so odd to be feeling this bubbly when all she had known for the past several months was darkness and depression, but she wasn't complaining. She was having fun and she would be damned if she let anything stop that. It wasn't long before she and JB arrived at the bar and the girl immediately ordered them both a drink each, flashing the bartender a wide grin as she kept her arm around JB's waist. Normally she wouldn't even think of touching someone this intimately when she had only just met them, but, well, the drinks were making her feel much more confident than usual. It was a nice feeling, though, and Astrid was eager to bask in it for a while yet.
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] ooooooh new drinking buddy?
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] As they entered the bar, the automatic thought that ran through JB’s mind was to keep the female safe. He knew how hard it could be for foreigners in Itaewon night clubs – especially ones that were more catered towards Koreans rather than being foreigner-friendly. The other thing was that she was female. Now, he was all for females being independent and not needing any males in their lives. But the fact was, he had been to enough clubs and bars to know the type of men that were around here. Especially after witnessing them and their behaviour first-hand. There had been a hand full of times that he had been able to pick up if someone had roofied another girl’s drink and he had been able to pre-warn them before they took a sip. In fact, he met his ex-girlfriend at a club because she had been roofied.

He could remember finding her in an alleyway, being harassed by this random guy who was trying to have his way with her as she was drugged up. JB confronted the man – well, beat the shit out of him – and brought her to the hospital. He stayed the night by her side, feeling sick to the stomach that something bad might have happened. Or that maybe he had gotten there too late. Thankfully, however, she was fine. And she was so in awe of the young man who had saved her life that she asked for his phone number. And the rest was history. They began to date and continued to do so for six years. I suppose it was his fear of commitment that drove her away, however.

JB allowed a soft sigh to slip past his lips as he gazed around the bar, flinching slightly at the neon lights on the stage as an old man was singing his rendition of a Red Velvet song. It seemed pretty tame tonight. Well, it was a Thursday night. If they came on a weekend night, the place would’ve been crazy. Still, he was determined to keep an eye on everything that was going on. As they waited for their drinks, JB turned around and rested his left elbow up against the bar countertop. His other hand found Astrid’s hand and slowly dragged her closer to him, smiling warmly at her as he felt her body against his. He wanted to make sure that she stayed safe in a place like this, even if there weren’t that many people around tonight.

β€œDo you come out to the bars and clubs often?” he asked her, raising a brow as he waited for an answer. What she said next would help JB to determine if he had a new clubbing buddy or not. I mean, it wasn’t often that he went out clubbing, but he did go to a lot of bars to… well, to get drunk. If he went to a club, it was generally after the bar and also to try and find a free way of getting high. He still hadn’t tried LSD though, which was on the to-do list before he died. He wanted to know what it felt like to be totally detached from his body; just like how it felt when he had died. It was lonely sometimes going on his own, so he hoped that he had found a drinking buddy in Astrid.

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"i could be the clubbing queen."
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It had been ages since Astrid had last gone clubbing. Her ex had hated it, but what he seemed to hate more was the possibility that his girlfriend might attract male attention that wasn't his. So they never went out together. On the off chance that she managed to sneak out and go with friends, however, As was the life of the party. She loved going out and getting drunk and just having fun. So she hoped JB was down for some of that tonight.

When the man took her hand and pulled her closer, though, she had no issues pressing into his side, grinning back up at him happily. God, it had been fucking ages since she'd last smiled this much. It'd been so long she couldn't even remember the last time she had been happy enough to smile like this. But it was a nice change, even if it was brought about because of all the alcohol she'd drank tonight. Screw it, if it made her bubbly and giggly and smiley, then she was all fucking for it. So it was no surprise when she ordered both of them drinks at the bar.

Before JB could protest, Astrid quickly paid for both drinks, then slid his towards him just as he spoke. A wide smile spread across her face as she shrugged. "When I can, yeah. My ex used to hate going, though, so I didn't go much with him." The words slipped past her lips before she could stop them, her drunk brain a little too slow to realize what was coming out of her mouth and stop it before she said too much. But tipsy Astrid didn't quite care and continued on as if she hadn't just mentioned her ex. "What about you? You like to club, you grandpa?" She teased, playfully elbowing the tall man in the side before reaching for her own drink and taking a sip.

Another man sidled up to the counter a foot or two away from Astrid just then, though she paid him no mind; her attention was solely on JB. How could it not be with how attractive he was? Not to mention the way he had his hand in hers, which she secretly loved the feeling of. At the realization, however, the girl mentally scolded herself. She shouldn't be thinking these things about him, not when they had only just met and not when they were expected to be in therapy together with the rest of the group. Besides, he seemed to be pretty uncomfortable with their age difference; he likely didn't see her as anything but a child, right?
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] hah. waygook
[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] As JB saw the drinks coming in their direction, he was going to pull out his wallet to pay for it. However, Astrid was quick to the punch to grab the bill. Now, he was all for ladies paying for their own things and letting them be independent and stuff. Like, go right for it. Had it been any other girl, JB wouldn’t have even bat an eyelid considering he had bought dinner for them both. But… Astrid was technically a foreigner. Even though she had lived here for ten years, she was still very white and JB knew that meant that people would probably try and take advantage of that. One way in which they probably would take advantage would be through making the bill twice the amount of what it was meant to be.

He was going to mention it to her, however, he paused as she began to speak about her clubbing experiences. That her ex-boyfriend (well, he was assuming it was her ex-boyfriend, but it could’ve been ex-girlfriend for all we know) hated to go to clubbing so they didn’t do it often. The boy nodded, showing Astrid that he was listening as he slid his glass closer to himself using his three middle fingers. Okay… so… he was going to need his right hand to drink. And currently, his right hand was holding onto Astrid’s hand. And… well, he didn’t want to let go. He was way too content with the whole situation. He also didn’t want to do the whole awkward shuffle. Finally, he didn’t want her holding his left hand because… well… he thought it was kind of gross. He could only just barely move his little finger and thumb – and that was if he put effort into it. And then he had all the scarring. Oh man. It just didn’t look good at all. So, he decided he was going to wait before attempting to take a sip of his drink.

Hearing Astrid’s question, his attention was dragged away from his drink as he looked at her, raising his brows. As she elbowed him in his side, the boy chuckled with a toothy grin and smiling eyes while playfully β€˜oof’ing to make it seem like she had hurt him. β€œOh well… I go as often as I can. ” He responded with a bright smile. β€œI like to spend the week at home riding solo and then spend the weekend just… getting drunk and high off my face. You know… living a great life. ” JB chuckled, quite amused with himself that he was able to so willingly discuss these things with someone. I mean, he couldn’t tell his doctors that he spent most of his weekends off his face. He would’ve never been able to get out of the hospital that way.

Actually, on the topic of clubbing… he could give her his warning. Bringing up his left hand, he gestured for her to come closer to him, dragging her just that little bit more into him with his other hand. Once she was close enough, he decided to share with her the secret that he knew about bartenders. β€œBy the way… Either let me pay next time or… just give me the money to pay the bar tender” he explained to her β€œClub staff will make waygooks pay twice the amount of what they’re meant to cost” Ah, waygooks. What a beautiful word used to describe a foreigner. β€œI mean… I know you’ve been here for ten years. But they don’t. They’ll try and scam you as much as possible.”

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astrid dunmore
A tipsy giggle left Astrid's mouth when JB over-exaggerated her elbowing him in the side, amused by just how playful he could be. She liked it, a lot. He made her laugh and smile more than anyone else had in her entire life and they'd only known each other a few hours. It was wild in the best of ways. As he satisfied her curiosity with an answer about how often he went clubbing, she nodded her head and grinned. Getting high and drunk off of your face honestly sounded like a great time. The girl admittedly hoped that maybe they could do that together sometime.

As wasn't given long to consider it, though, because soon after, JB was pulling her in a little closer, until she was practically pressed up against his warm body. Not that she really minded, of course. She gazed up at him, smiling widely as he leaned down to speak to her. What he said, however, quickly changed that smile into a frown. "Dude, I've lived here ten years. I know all the tricks they try to pull," Astrid giggled, playfully poking JB in the side. "But thanks. Maybe I will take you up on that offer to pay next time."

The girl flashed him a wide, playful grin to show she was only teasing, then turned and took a big sip of her drink. God this was the most fun she'd had in ages. It had been so long she'd nearly forgotten what it was like to laugh and smile and forget the real world was still spinning around her, even if she was oblivious to it now. Somehow, JB had a way of making her want one thing and one thing only: to have a good time.

It wasn't long before Astrid had downed her drink and she turned to her new friend, tilting her head back to smile up at him. "C'mon, come sing and dance with me!" She urged, reconnecting their hands. They'd let go of each other sometime after discussing the sneaky bartenders, but she admittedly wanted to hold onto him again. And, with the added confidence of alcohol, she had no issues tangling her fingers with his long ones and practically dragging him towards the stage. She didn't care that someone was already up there belting out the lyrics to some popular pop song; she was going to get up on that stage and make a fool of herself.
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] ok ouch bitch
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here. [div class=tag]that hand tho[/div] his hand yo. [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] It didn’t take him long to get through his first glass – nor did it take long for the female either which was… impressive. However, he didn’t have much time to think about it as the girl before him was making her next set of movements. As Astrid urged him to come and sing and dance with him, a wide grin formed onto his face as he turned around to place his empty glass onto the bar top behind him. However, that grin didn’t last very long as the female took hold of his left hand and interlocked their fingers. In his mind, he began to go into panic mode when though the alcohol was slugging through his system. Had Astrid taken hold of his right hand, there would be sunshine and rainbows for everyone. However, she had taken his bad hand. At first, it felt like a pinch or a sting. He could move his middle three fingers to close on her hand, but his thumb and little finger hung with no to little movement. As she pulled on his arm to direct him to the dance floor, he couldn’t help but flinch and cringe. Pain shot up his arm like fire as his wrist began to ache and throb. Well, he couldn’t blame her. He never really got the chance to explain to her about his whole situation.

But it wasn’t just the pain that was causing him stress and pain. Rather… the embarrassment also. His wrist, which had been strapped up today as he woke up with unbearable pain this morning, had been the route of all his problems these last few years. Of course, if anyone else was in his position, they would feel a sense of self-consciousness about it too, wouldn’t they? He couldn’t use his little finger or thumb (which meant he had to learn how to tie his own shoelaces or button up his shirts using one hand) and scars ran up and down his wrist like visible dark pink veins. It wasn’t a pretty sight to look at. Nor was it a fun topic to really talk about either. It was always hard to try and explain to people how his hand was literally had to be reattached as it hung from just a few strands of skin. Hard because it brought back so much emotional trauma, not because the medical procedure was difficult.

But he didn’t want his hand to get in the way of him having a good time. Especially with someone like Astrid. Sure, she was still a bit of a stranger to him. However, she was a stranger who just… got him, you know? She knew what I was like to experience the hospital wards as he did. She must’ve known what it felt to wake up and want to dissolve after realising that you made it through to another night. Hell, she even wrote her name down for the pact. It seemed that for the next 100 days, they had the same ambitions. But most importantly, she didn’t treat him like some charity case or like he was insane for feeling the things that he felt.

As they reached the dance floor, drawing nearer to the stage, JB decided that it would be the best time for the switch-er-roo. Slowly, and trying not to be suspicious, he took his hand out of her grasp and instead placed it onto her hip. As he stood behind her, he placed his other hand on the other side of her hip, pressing his torso against her back to ensure that she knew that he was still with her. β€œAre you thinking about getting up there and belting out some tunes?” he asked her, leaning down slightly so she could hear him better over the god awful sound of a cat drowning through the amps.

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astrid dunmore
Astrid was definitely drunk now. She could feel the warmth from the alcohol flooding through her back. Wait, back? Blinking, the girl suddenly realized that no, it wasn't the alcohol warming her back, it was JB. He'd let go of her hand and placed both of his on her hips and now her back was pressed up against his torso. Well then. This was way better than alcohol. As had always been someone who thrived off of physical touch, so to say she liked the position she was in now was an understatement. Besides that, even she could admit that JB was an attractive man. So yeah, she wasn't planning on getting out of his embrace any time soon.

Then the guy was leaning down to speak into her ear, causing a shudder to race down Astrid's spine before she could stop it. Damnit, why was she reacting like this? Brushing it off, the drunk girl tilted her head back to flash JB a wide grin as she nodded. "Fuck yeah. You should come with me," she urged, giggling. One thing JB needed to learn about her was that when drunk Astrid came out to play, there were no limits. She did whatever came to mind in that moment and right now, it was going up there and singing her ass off, even if she knew, even drunk, that she would absolutely embarrass herself. Did that matter to her, though? Not in the slightest. When she was drunk, it was easy to forget anything else mattered. It was why she liked the feeling so much.

A minute later, the godawful singing from the guy up on stage stopped, leaving it free for Astrid and JB to steal. With a bright grin on her face, the dark haired girl wasted no time in freeing herself from JB's grasp and moving to hop up on stage. But she didn't forget to reach back and grab one of his hands, this time taking the one that, unbeknownst to her, was his good hand. "Okay, c'mon! It's our turn, JB!" Astrid laughed, delighted, as she climbed up onto the stage, everyone in the room clapping drunkenly to egg them on. Not that As needed any encouragement. Alcohol was definitely enough.

After belting out a suggestion for a song, Astrid waited excitedly for it to begin. It had been so damn long since the last time she'd been able to sing at a karaoke club, thanks to her fucking ex. By now, it was surely safe to say that she didn't miss him in the slightest. Though he'd fucked up her life by hurting her the way he had, in so many ways, she was at least relieved to be rid of him now. Now she could live out the last 100 days of her life trying to find some semblance of happiness. Maybe she'd finally found it in JB. He seemed to make her smile and laugh more than she usually did. That had to be a good thing, right? She sure hoped so.
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[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] Hearing Astrid’s suggestion of coming up with him, the boy couldn’t help but grin widely, allowing his eyes to smile in process. Oh yeah, he could tell that she was drunk. He could also tell that he was drunk too. I mean, that had been the goal for tonight, right? To drink until they couldn’t feel anymore pain. Okay, well, they had to sober up at least just a little bit so they could make it back to the hospital on time for Astrid not to get her hit ripped off.

Seeing that the guy singing on stage had finished, he gazed down at Astrid just in time to catch that beautiful, bright grin on her face. Man, he couldn’t help but grin right back at her, his nose scrunching in the process. Feeling her hand in his own made his heart swell and hearing the laughter and delight in her voice… he couldn’t explain it. It must’ve been the alcohol. Especially because he didn’t need that much egging to get him up onto that stage. Had he been sober, it would’ve taken a bit longer. Oh no, not today. He knew that he was a good singer – heck, he had debuted even – but he was also a little bit embarrassed about it. Well, not tonight. Because the alcohol, along with Astrid, was making him feel unbeatable.

As he stood up on that stage with Astrid, even though it was a small one with some pretty shocking speakers and microphone system, he couldn’t help but be reminded of his music days. His accident happened shortly after he had released his debut song which was used for a Korean drama show. And everyone knows that once you get onto an Original Soundtrack, that everyone will hear the song at least once in their life if they lived in Korea. It was true. He couldn’t go a week without hearing it on the radio or in a shop. It loamed over his head and teased him of how things could’ve been. He had the amazing opportunity to perform the song once or twice during live interviews. But apart from that, he never had the real opportunity to share the rest of his music. Instead, they were tucked away nicely on his old YouTube page where he would record himself playing and singing in his bedroom.

The alcohol running through his system was giving him the motivation and courage to stand on that stage with Astrid. In fact, as the sound guy asked him which song they wanted to sing to, JB gave him a cocky grin and told him to pick one that was popular. Considering it was a karaoke bar, JB assumed that the guy wouldn’t put on any old or slow songs (which, hopefully, meant he would’ve have to hear his damn song today). And he was right. Instead, the sound guy placed on a BTS song; Fake Love. JB grinned widely, nudging Astrid in a teasing manner to indicate to her to prepare herself. He’d let her take the first vocals and chorus, and he’d take the rap and next lot of vocals. He was a gentleman after all.

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"fuck yeah for karaoke."
[div class=tag]outfit
here.
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time for some karaoke chaos.
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astrid dunmore
An excited, pleased grin began to spread across Astrid's face when she overheard JB yell at the DJ guy to put on something popular. She wondered what song he would end up choosing and could only pray she knew it. If it was popular, she had to know it, though, right? Sure enough, when the beat began, her body instantly started to move with it in recognition. BTS. Always a damn good choice. When she felt a nudge in her side, the girl glanced upwards to see JB grinning down at her, causing a wide smile of her own to spread across her face. Damn him and his beautiful, contagious smiles. She was pretty sure they would be making her smile like that even if she were sober.

Knowing her new friend wanted her to take the first verse, Astrid eagerly started to sing, knowing she wasn't fantastic but also not the world's worst singer. Besides that, the alcohol gave her a wonderful boost of confidence, which she definitely wouldn't have had sober. Having heard this song many, many times, As had no issues smashing out the first verse and chorus, excitement flooding her veins as she sang. The crowd was into it, maybe not thrilled with her singing voice, but she sure as hell wasn't making their ears bleed like the last guy. And they were all drunk anyways. It didn't matter what she sounded like.

As the first chorus ended and flowed into the second verse, Astrid quieted, letting JB take over and take the rap. She was admittedly curious to see how he would handle it. Did he like to sing? Was he a good singer? Maybe he rapped. That'd be cool. Whatever he did or however he sang, though, the girl already had a beaming grin on her lips, the combined effects of the alcohol and getting up on stage and singing making her feel invincible.

It had been so long since she'd last felt this way. Years maybe. Thanks to her ex, Astrid had been on a tight leash, hardly ever getting the chance to go out with friends and just let loose. She couldn't really remember the last time she had. So to get out with JB like this and to just forget the world and drink the night away... It was a good feeling. As wanted it to last forever. But of course it couldn't. Soon enough they would be forced to get back to the hospital, where she would have to fake being completely sober. If they found out she'd been drinking, she could easily say goodbye to her passes from the unit.
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[div class=tag]mood[/div] dont wanna toot my own horn about being a good singer but eh... toot toot
[div class=tag]tags[/div] sereiin sereiin
[div class=tag]outfit[/div] here [/div] [/div] [/div] [div class=right] [div class=scroll] He was not a rapper.

And it was probably very clear by the way he was pretending to rap like RM and J-Hope. But it really didn’t matter, did it? Because he was drunk, Astrid was drunk, and probably eight percent of the people watching them right now were drunk. The only thing he had to remember to do was pretend that he was a rapper – that he had the confidence of a rapper. He attacked the verses with snarl and made it look like he was really trying to focus on what he was rapping. Although, trying not to make him seem like he was taking this really seriously. The crowd, who had cheered on Astrid, were also cheering on JB – but in a different way. More so in a yeah, continue to make a fool out of yourself type of way.

And then they reached the pre-chorus which he had decided to take it upon himself to sing. Now, he didn’t want to toot his own horn here. But there was a reason why he had debuted. As soon as he started to sing normally, he could see those closest to the stage all changed their complexions. Ones which were playful and encouraging him to act like a fool now stood with their mouths agape and wide eyes. They began to cheer him on the same way they had egged on Astrid, maybe even more so. Ah man. He missed this. Prior to debuting and being a trainee, he had spent most of his days busking in the streets. He really didn’t care about the money. He did it so he could perform for people. To play his guitar and sing his heart out.

But well, those guitar days were over. And because they were over, his company decided that it also meant that his singing days were over too. Because, for some reason, they believed that he was incapable of selling records without his guitar. Which… was probably one of the reasons why he decided to turn to alcohol as a comforter to begin with. He was unable to do the one thing that truly made him happy in life. To make music. To perform for others. Granted, he was performing now. But it wasn’t real performing, was it? It was just mucking around while being drunk. Fuck, I need a drink, he thought to himself once his part was over, turning to Astrid with a wide grin to encourage her on her part. Heck, he even took the harmony for the chorus along side with her, causing the crowd to squeal in delight.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as they continued to sing the rest of the song together. Once it came to a close, an ear pitching cheer came from the group of drunken people in front of them. JB couldn’t help but chuckle as he smiled widely down at them, before looking over at Astrid. The DJ approached them, taking the microphones and telling them how they did a great job. JB thanked the other male before looking at Astrid and nodding towards where the stage steps were. He reached over and took hold of her hand, leading her off the stage and down the steps. I mean, it was dark in here. He didn’t want her to face plant into the ground. Not to mention… it felt nice to have a warm hand in his own.

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"holy shit he's good."
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here.
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time for some karaoke chaos.
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JB handled those rap verses like a pro. Astrid was impressed as hell, her eyes growing wide as she stared up at him, a drunken smile tugging at her full lips. She didn't notice the way the crowd was cheering him on a little differently from her, but that was honestly probably thanks to the alcohol in her system right now. It had definitely taken effect, if the way she constantly giggled and danced without a care in the world was any indication. As was a lightweight through and through, especially because her ex had rarely let her drink. Of course, now that he was no longer in the picture, she was absolutely going to try and get her hands on some liquor as often as she could. That would mean sneaking around behind the nurses' backs, but she didn't care. The alcohol made her feel good. Hell, she didn't even care if it made her feel good. It made her feel something and that was all she wanted.

The rap bit of the song already had Astrid impressed, but when JB began to actually sing, she was practically floored. "Holy fuck, JB," she exclaimed with a drunken giggle, a wide grin spread across her face as she listened to him. She wished she could sing like that; he could get a fucking record deal right here, right now! Damnit, now she probably sounded like a drowning cat. But when her turn came around, As didn't hesitate to start singing again, that bright smile on her face never once disappearing. How could it when she was having so much fun?

By the time the final notes came to a close, Astrid's heart was racing in her chest, her breaths coming in soft pants from the effort of singing and dancing all in one go. She was so not made for this shit. But JB totally fucking was. About halfway through the last round of the chorus, it'd hit her that she'd heard his voice before. There was a reason it sounded so familiar to her now. Before she could bring this up, however, the DJ approached, taking their mics and complimenting them. The girl flashed him a wide, giddy smile and muttered a quick 'thanks' before feeling JB's hand enveloping her own. Her eyes met his seconds later, eliciting a grin from her before she followed him off of the stage.

Astrid waited until the two of them had returned to the bar, though it felt like an actual eternity thanks to all of the drunk people in the crowd stopping them to tell them what a great job they'd done. By the time they'd sunk into their barstools again, As' cheeks hurt from all of the smiling she'd done. But that wasn't about to stop her from totally turning on JB. "What the hell, you never told me you're the Hwang Jae-Beom! You crazy ass, I thought your voice sounded familiar," the girl giggled, reaching out and giving his shoulder a playful shove, her eyes alight with teasing. Of course, sober Astrid would've remembered that she and JB had technically only met a few hours ago. But drunk As was fully convinced they were practically best friends already.
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