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Fuushin's Waifu

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                                                              The barely audible taps of heels hitting the ground could be heard as the woman made her way towards the entrance, only to be stopped by the younger of the bouncers. The boy was young and obviously taller than her. Way taller she noted as she had to tilt her head back slightly to look at his face. He was handsome, hardly any flaws on his bone structure. God, she even managed a blush as she imagined how her knife could cut into such perfect features to reveal the bones. But her daydreaming was cut off by the man snapping his fingers and waving a hand in front of her face. ”O-oh! What? My….I should be on your list under regulars.” Yes, Isolde has been visiting the place for a while now and even earned her spot as a regular. Not that she came to speak with anyone in particular or even to have fun. It’s just, well, her own damn business why she was here. ”Isolde Druantia.” Was the name she offered when he asked for it. The irish accent slipping out some at her annoyance as the other pretended not to find it. He must have noticed her annoyance because he shot a goofy grin her way and pointed to the list, letting her know she was on it and could step inside.

                                                              She walked past him, giving the man no more than a nod in answer to his words and stepped past the entrance and towards the inside. As always, she picked a table where she could see the entrance and all the possible exists, in case he showed up. As she took a seat, she moved to place her messenger bag on her lap, pale fingers adorned with perfectly cared for nails and cuticles moved to open the straps and gain access inside. The first thing she slipped out was a yellow folder labled as ”Mrs. Robinson #73” and placed it on top of the table. The next thing to come out from her bag was a sketchbook and a case that held all her favorite pens and pencils. She placed that next to the folder and moved to take one more thing out...A bottle of SoBe vitamin water and placed it to the side after taking one sip. She closed the flap of her bag and placed it next to her as she turned her attention to the files.

                                                              As she opened the folder, the first page contained a form. A death cert. To anyone who was in the morgue business they would have thought it was all in order. Well, all with the exception of the crossed off line of the name “Jane Doe” and how in pink marker it was replaced with “Mrs. Robinson #73”. It was just a quirk Isolde had, that whenever a no named corpse that no one came to claim showed up in her morgue, she could name them. Instead of calling them Jane Doe as per norm, she simply called them Mrs. Robinson. A simple and innocent quirk that despite others frowning at her for it, she kept. ”Alright...Mrs. Robinson, today I’ll attempt to finish your makeover” She added as she flipped the page. The first picture was of the deceased left profile. It was gorgeous. Perfectly arched eyebrow, eyes almost catlike in shape. Her nose was strong, but Isolde found that it complimented her lips and chin as well. ”Gorgeous...It’s such a shame though” She thought as she flipped the page to reveal the corpses other profile. The right side was missing the eye and part of her face had been bashed in with what Isolde could only assume was a meat mallet. She had several perforations and not to mention a deep gash on her cheek. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. The attack had obviously been done in a moment of rage, there had been no real finess in it.

                                                              In her years working at her adoptive parents morgue, she had seen many corpses come in from the hospital’s morgue. The murder cases always intrigued her, as it was an assassin's mark of art. Or so she liked to think of it. Most of them were messy or crude, much like Mrs. Robinson’s tactless killer. But others….Oh God, it just made her swoon at how some of them could be seen as gorgeous pieces of art. Her favorite had been and will always be the first Mrs. Robinson. A young woman of pale hair much like her own. Her body had been used as the pages for a story, a poem if you will, oh how she had memorized it from start to--Isolde paused in her thoughts and shook her head as her thoughts were taking her from the task at hand. ”Come now...You can swoon over art later.” She thought to herself as she opened her sketchbook and stared hard at both pictures, trying to imagine how to piece back the womans face back together before her eyes glossed over and she turned to begin sketching.

                                                              Forty minutes had passed since she had arrived and began working. She was almost done with the other side of the face, pausing as the young server brought her the ordered drink. ”Thank you.” She said to the young girl, eyes studying her and a smile slowly forming on her lips. She was gorgeous, like a doll she thought. Almost too perfect. It was sickening. People should not be that perfect! But then again, she felt her skin burn as the need to sketch her appeared inside of her. God, what she would give to be able to touch her even. Explore her unique bone structure and--”Isolde! Snap out of it. You have been staring at the girl far too long.” She sighed, knowing most people did not appreciate this type of behavior and she offered the young girl a smile once again. ”My apologies...You are just very beautiful. One day, you should let me sketch you. Thank you for the bloody Mary.” She let the girl say her piece before turning back to her work and letting her return to work.

                                                              Isolde stared at the drawing for a bit longer before letting out a sigh. She would work with that damn arch soon enough, she thought as she closed the book and file, placing them inside her messenger bag and turning to her bloody Mary. She eyed the dark red drink as it began to bubble and an eyeball floated up towards the top. ”Unhealthy, you look bloodshot” She let out a soft snicker at her own attempt at a pun or joke, whatever you might call her thoughts. Pale fingers dipped inside the drink and picked up the eyeball, drips of the red liquid leaving trails on the table as she brought it towards her line of vision to examin. ”Not much I can do, if I can’t see your iris….” She said as she stared at it for a bit more before leaning in and giving it a lick. God, the taste of metal made her cringe as she glared at the drink. As she should have expected, the tomato juice was really blood and she was far from being a vampire. Sure, blood was pretty to look at and study, but she had no real want to taste it. If she had wanted it, she would have drank water washed in pennies or something.

                                                              Turning her attention back to the partially cleaned eye, she noticed she could barely see the iris and frowned. She was not prepared to lick it clean and turned towards her bottle of water and placing the eye on a bunch of napkins, she began to slowly pour the water over it, washing off the blood. Once that was done she took some more napkins and wiped the table from the water escaping the first napkins. Once done, she bunched them all in the center. She would be sure to apologize to the server once she returned. But for now, her attention was on the eyeball. She turned towards it and began to frown. The iris was a simple, muddy brown. Nothing special about it really. She would not have minded, if there had not been a small gash on the side. It was damaged. Really, part of owning a business like this was representation! If they were going to serve eyeballs, the least they could do was use the proper tools to extract them from the eye socket. Shaking her head, she looked for the front pocket of her bag and took out a small ziplock bag she had someone spell with ice magic, making sure it kept everything in it refrigerated and dropped the eye inside before zipping it and placing it inside her bag.

                                                              Once her damaged prize was placed safe inside her bag, she moved to grab her laptop from inside the bag and placed it on the now dry table, flipping it open and using the face recognition option to unlock it and having it take her to the main screen. As it loaded up, she took a pen from her bag and giving her hair a twist and stabbing the pen through her hair, she gained a messy bun. Her eyes turned to the files opening before her, pictures on the side of the screen as she typed, pausing only to take the drink and sip from it again, cringing as the metal taste hit her tongue. How did vampires find this tasty? She thought as she took another sip and the cringe was less the third time around, making her shrug before putting it back on the table and immersing herself in her work once again.

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Fuushin's Waifu

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Fuushin's Waifu

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Fuushin's Waifu

Wrathful Werewolf

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    Fuushin's Waifu

    Wrathful Werewolf

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                                                                Unlike his usual mornings, Tae Yeong was up early. Mostly due to the heavy stomach ache that shot him awake and sent him running towards the bathroom. God, he should not have had that third milkshake the night before. Nope, nope, nope. He should have stopped at the first one….But he just had to get the double fudge one! It made the onion rings taste like ecstasy. But damn if it did not make a nuclear bomb happen inside his stomach. In the end, after all was said and done and Tae Yeong went through all the glade honeysuckle air spray and showered, he stepped out with enough time to be able to have breakfast with his brother and mother. Something he rarely did these days. They spoke about random things, his brother and mother going through the motions of asking him about his work and his day. It was tedious and in some way, Tae Yeong really did not think they cared much about his job, so long as he was not causing trouble. Which, despite trying really hard, he could not keep from mischief. He went to get ready right after breakfast was over, grumbling at his brother that he was messing up his hair when the other ruffled it before walking out the door. Really, he loved his brother and he was one of the four people allowed to touch his hair so freely. Of course, he would rather it did not happen. His hair was just like him….Royalty that should only be handled with the utmost care and love. So to anyone who is not on the “Touching” list...Keep your crummy hands off and away from him.

                                                                Getting ready did not take too long as he simply put on jeans, boots, a T-shirt and his trademark leather jacket. He was soon kissing his mothers cheek and grinning. ”Mmm, Eomma….I’m going to work early. Food was real good.” He patted his stomach before moving to pick his teeth with his pinky. ”Fit for a king, really…..” He watched her for a moment, knowing he should try to make up for the late nights he was pulling by fooling around instead of being productive. He did not try to push her worry for him too often. ”Eomma...Since I’m going early, i’ll try to be back early. We can watch those soap operas you love.” He chuckled at her response that it was not just her who loved them and nodded, grinning like a kid. ”Well, course I like’em. I gotta find out if Consuela really killed Ricardo. That bi-....B-Big egotistical woman. Yeah...That….” He quickly moved away, mentally giving himself a thumbs up for the big save as he tried not to swear around his mother. With one last goodbye, he grabbed his helmet and headed out towards his bike, ready to take on the day.

                                                                He changed into his uniform the moment he got to work, placing his clothes inside his backpack before moving out into the body shop. The owner was away for vacation, leaving Tae Yeong and one other worker to care for the shop. Of course, the little s**t did not show up today, leaving Ty alone with his thoughts. The man moved around the shop, his phone being hooked up to the car and playing pandora. As one of his favorite songs came on, he began to sing here and there while working on the hood of an old Camaro. ”Rock. Rock. Rock your motorcycle….Some s**t down the highway”

    Fuushin's Waifu

    Wrathful Werewolf

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                                                                DING!

                                                                Rowan was finishing washing the dishes in nothing but his boxers and an apron that said kiss the cook on the front. His face was smudged with flour and he was barely done cleaning after himself when the oven dinged that the food was ready. He grinned like a goof before heading towards the stove and popping the oven open, grabbing his mittens and putting them on before taking out the braised beef & roasted garlic pie. He gave the food a sniff before licking his lips. ”God i’m a catch. This smells so good.” He chuckled and set it atop the stove before turning to check on the Lamb Tagine with dates & sweet potatoes. He made this dish more for his sister than anything, knowing Willow loved the taste of it. Sure, it was not his grandmothers cooking...But damn if he wasn’t close. ”Willow! Are you done?” He called out from the kitchen, waiting for his sister to respond from the dinner table.


                                                                ”ALMOST! YOU CAN’T HURRY PERFECTION YOU BIG BEAR!”

                                                                He chuckled as his sister yelled from the dining room. From the sound of it, she was taking her time decorating the Sugar Cookies she had baked earlier. ”Alright alright! Just remember we need to pack all this stuff and get there on time”” He chuckled and quickly added. ”I forgot to ask! DID YOU WASH YOUR BUTT LITTLE BEAR!?” His chuckled turned into a guffaw as he heard his sister groan and tell him that he should not ask women that type of thing. Of course, they were siblings and this was a normal occurrence in his household. ”When you grow up to be a lady, i’ll stop asking if you washed your butt!” He moved quickly as the sound of wheels turning and grumbling came closer to the kitchen. His sister was stalking her prey, or so he thought. When he finally turned she came into sight, stopping and crossing her arms over her chest, a box of cookies on her lap.

                                                                He gave his sister a grin and walked over to her, before kneeling and eyeing the cookies. ”W-Well?” She huffed as Rowan gave the cookies a look before snatching one and taking a bite out of it. His brows knitting in thought as he taste tested. His sister giving him a half annoyed, half hopeful look. ”Hmmm…HMMMMMM” He made some appreciative sound as he continued eating the cookie, giving Willow no real comment until she snapped her fingers at him. ”ROWAN! C’moooon....Do they taste good? Too much frosting? Roooowaaaaaan! I will put food colorant in your hair if you don’t--” she huffed and turned quiet as Rowan held up a hand as he finished the cookie. His gaze was serious for a moment before a stupid grin took over his lips and his eyes crinkled with delight. ”They don’t taste like poop at least”

                                                                He guffawed as his sister pushed her wheelchair to try and run him over with it. His hands quickly shooting out to grab onto the arm rests. His laughter full of mirth. ”I’m kidding! You know they taste good! They always do! I’d eat the whole box if you let me” He continued laughing as his sister narrowed her eyes at him before huffing and rolling away from him. ”Damn right they are good....” His smile turned warm as Willow waved him off, her pleased smile on her lips. ”I already took a bath. I just have to wash my hands and finish packaging these…You on the other hand, look like a glob monster. How the heck did you get flour on your beard? Did you make out with the food? Did you think it was the mail carrier and made kissy faces at it” Willow practically cackled as Rowan turned slightly red and cleared his throat, waving Willow away. ”Why would I make kissy faces at the food? If I want to make kissy faces I could make them at her....Or…” He began standing up, his making grabby hands in the air and puckering up. ”Or at my little sister….RAWWWR”

                                                                He paused mid stalking, when Willow let out a squeal and scrambled to get away. He would have kissed her had she not been already clean and with make up on. He knew he would not hear the end of it if he ruined it. Chicks, man...Always having to look pretty. Not that he had any arguments about it, he liked pretty women. But then again, a woman could be gorgeous no matter what she wore or her body type. All women had potential to be gorgeous to a man. ”But Linnet is quite pretty all the time. I wonder if she will like the food I made…” He thought as he moved along the kitchen, leaving everything prepared and ready to go before quickly taking off the apron and throwing it in the hamper inside the bathroom, stripping off his boxers and going in to take a nice warm shower.

                                                                About an hour later, Rowan was spruced up and dressed, going out to the kitchen and gathering both dishes and placing them inside a carrier, while Willow had already gone outside and waited for him. Once done and he joined his sister outside, he moved to close the door and turned to follow Willow as they made their way towards the festival. On their way there, they made small talk about how the festival might be like and what types of food they would end up trying. Willow mentioned something about wanting to harass her teacher and Rowan told her to take it easy on the poor man. While Rowan himself had a different agenda. He wanted to find Linnet Bird and ask her to walk around the festival with him and try to spend some time together.

                                                                As they arrived, Rowan moved through the crowd, trying to seem eager to get to the table area, but in reality he was opening up a pathway for Willow to follow him. He was a big dude, people had to move from his path or he would pretty much run them over. ”Willow, come on...There’s a free spot over there” He smiled and waved his sister to follow him a bit further before he moved to place his dishes on the table, even making space for his sisters cookies. Once everything looked ready, he turned from the table to give his sister a grin. ”Mission accomplished, right?” He chuckled as she nodded at him, her eyes scanning the area for someone. ”.....You know, I don’t know if I should feel jealous that you want to dump me already for your teacher Willow” He guffawed as his sister turned to shoot him a look. He was sure she considered the man as a friend, being as she did not have many, but he wanted to tease her on it anyway. Not like he would ever let it happen though. His sister was his precious one. ”I’m kidding you know...You can go search for him, unless you want me to go with you” He smiled as she shook her head and grumbled. ”Whatever...I just want to go exploring. You should search for Linnet. Make kissy faces and stuff.”. Rowan ended up blushing some at her words and waved her off, still managing to chuckle some.

                                                                ”Now you sound jealous. Don’t worry, you are brother bear’s favorite.” His words made Willow’s grumbly face shift and a smile take over her lips as she leaned up, the gesture making Rowan bend down for her to kiss his cheek. His hands moving to pet her cheek before looking back into the crowd and letting her leave. Sure, he got nervous at times letting her go on her own, but he could not keep her caged forever. She would never be happy. Plus, the people on the island were pretty easy going and nice, they would look out for her while he was not around. ”Now, time for my own little exploring expedition” He chuckled and snatched a sugar cookie before heading on his way towards the stalls selling food.

                                                                Not long passed since he reached the stalls and he already had his hands full with a rather large roasted sweet potato and a large drink. He ate and sipped while he walked around, his expression shifting between glee and utter adoration for the samples he was having. Being a big boy and one that was rather ruggedly handsome, as he would say, meant that the women at the stalls would wave him to come close and try some of their food. Of course, he could not and would not deny that. Free food was free food and damn if he would not eat it all. By 12:10pm He had gone through all the stalls, settling against a tree and people watching. Or rather bird watching as he was trying to find a specific type of bird, a finch named Linnet. ”I wonder if she skipped the festival...Maybe it was too big of a crowd for her?” He shook his head as he finished his drink and sweet potato, his eyes returning to the crowd. ”Nah, she said she would make something good. She’s tougher than that.” He thought to himself before moving to throw away the trash, his thought momentarily leaving Linnet and wondering not only where his sister was, but if his coworkers had also made it to the festival. He knew Odessa said something about making food for the festival at least. ”I wonder if the guys also brought stuff. I should let Milan eat some of my pie. Hehehe, he would like it and maybe he won’t be too mad I took his chips last time” He mused to himself as he returned to the tree, leaning against it again and continuing his watch for his favorite bird.

    Jarzus rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6, 6 Total: 12 (2-12)

    Fuushin's Waifu

    Wrathful Werewolf

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    Fuushin's Waifu

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    Jarzus rolled 1 4-sided dice: 4 Total: 4 (1-4)

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    Jarzus generated a random number between 1 and 2 ... 2!

    Fuushin's Waifu

    Wrathful Werewolf

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    Jarzus generated a random number between 1 and 4 ... 3!

    Fuushin's Waifu

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                                          A soft tune played in the background as Kwang Sun sat in his chair, his fingers moving elegantly and efficiently over the keyboard as he worked. With as fast as he moved them most would not think one of his hands was a cybernetic prosthetic A joy and gift from dealing in the black market. He had been at this typing business for about four hours straight now, going from one thing to the other. Kwang always ahead on work by two months. Most of the time Tae Hyun teased him about such dedication, but he did not take it to heart. No, work was his first and only love. It’s what got him to where he now sat. A nice expensive desk, a state of the art computer...A fancy chair he had made and brought to him from Italy. Yes, he needed the best to cushion his behind. But the thing he enjoyed most from all the fruits of his labor...Was the fact that little by little, he was buying out the damn city. He had buildings everywhere and they all brought him more profit than even his club. Not to say the Jolly Roger was not of immense profit to him! No, no. It’s just...How can you see your hobby, or how Kwang calls it…The child he birthed and raised with Papa Hyun as anything more than that. His baby.

                                          The Co-Owner continued typing away for a while longer, his mind distracted on the event the club would be hosting. Really, with all the preparations and things he had to go through in order to do this...He was sure his hair would begin turning grey. Of course, he would blame Kim Tae Hyun if that ever happened. Only because he could though. ”Ugh, the screen is becoming blurry….” He began to complain as he pulled away from it to rub his eyes a bit, careful not to move his contacts. His free hand moving towards his breast pocket and retrieving a gator skin flask. He stared at it for a bit before noticing his real hand begin to tremble, causing him to curse a bit. Just one more sip, he thought as he took the lip off and brought the container to his nose to sniff the contents. A content sigh left his lips as the sweet aroma enveloped him before bringing the flask to his lips, tilting his head back a bit to the red liquid could wash over his tongue and coat his tastes buds, before making its way down his throat. About three gulps later, Kwang Sun let out another content sigh. Leaning back in his chair and looking towards the ceiling. ”God...That hit the spot.” He stayed like that for a few moments, simply savoring the small guilty pleasures he allowed himself. Reminded that if work was his love, wine was surely his mistress.

                                          He straightened himself, once he felt his vision bother him less and less and noticed his hand slowly stopped shaking. His eyes focusing on the computer once more, before deciding he had done enough for now and saved all his progress. As he finished clicking off files, he scrubbed a hand over his mouth, debating on what he should do next. His eyes began to scan his office. Today he was alone. No Tae Hyun to speak with. No Margo to pester him while trying to harass Tae Hyun. Speaking about pests, there had been one missing from his life for an entire week. Anne-Marie. His lips quirked up in a bit of amusement as he remembered actually seeing the woman trying to sneak into his club again before being dragged off by security. Kwang Sun was sure he could press charges against her for invading his privacy...But there was something about her. Something that made Kwang’s clock tick with curiosity whenever she was around. He had tried ignoring it, deluding himself that he was simply annoyed and a bit anxious of someone trying so hard to get to him. But, the more he encountered the gecko, the more amused and curious he became. Tae Hyun had been no help in keeping him from playing with the little lizard, either. No, after his first meeting with the woman, Kwang had expressed his curiosity and worry and the need to figure out her intentions and in a matter of hours, Tae Hyun slipped a paper in his prosthetic hand with her information and that did it. ”It’s been a while since i’ve sent her a message. Maybe I should taunt her.” A slow, smug smile began to spread over his lips as he began to pull out his contacts on his computer, logging into an e-mail he had made simply for things like these.goofing off Kwang Sun pulled up the email, typing in a title and smiling as his fingers began to do the work.

                                          To our dearest Gecko.
                                          Yesterday, I saw you through my window.
                                          You could not see me, you probably did not know I was even watching,
                                          With the way you kicked and complained to my men as they escorted you out.
                                          Really, have you learned no manners? Would you like me to teach you some?
                                          All you have to do, is say the word…I’m sure it would be a lesson you would never forget.

                                          Ps. My senses are ticking...And I am sure you are currently up to no good.


                                          Once done, he went over it and chuckled. It was a simple message, not much to it. But he knew that it was enough to get her to respond. Again, he moved for his flask, bringing it to his lips and tasting the red substance. The smile on his lips becoming a bit smaller as he saw another name on his contacts that he should e-mail. The good doctor, Charlie. He sat back in his chair after pulling up the window to begin writing her a message, his right hand coming to scrub over his mouth as he thought of what to send her, his lips parting with a sigh as he remembered her role in the event to come. God, Tae Hyun sure liked to cause him to worry. ”He complains about his brother so much...But he is a manchild. There was no profit in this. No. Profit.” He grumbled as he began the e-mail.

                                          To Flameshe.

                                          Hello my good doctor! I hope you received all the information I sent you a bit back.
                                          I made sure that the dress was slightly more suitable for you. If I had gone with Tae Hyun’s
                                          Original pick, I am sure that not only your...Meat goblets would have spilled forth, but your
                                          behind would have gained a very cold draft. But in the end, I triumphed...If only slightly.
                                          Everything is tailored to your perfect size. So there will be no trouble.
                                          As a suggestion, I’d like to say you look prettiest when you push up your hair, stray curls cascading down and brushing
                                          your shoulders. But that is just me. Make sure to be on your best behavior good doctor…
                                          Do not let that “Oh so valuable” mask fail you. I am certain you will need it.


                                          And with one check of his writing, he hit send. Sure it would not be far too long before the red-haired doctor gave him a reply. Just as he began to lean back and relax in his chair once more, the door opened and made him sit a bit more straight, his eyes wandering to see what type of emergency would happen for someone to barge in without knocking. But little surprise, the perpetrator had been none other than Margo. He gave the girl a once over, holding up his flask in greeting as he watched her wander over to his hyungs desk. For a split moment he thought to ask what she was doing, but decided to let it go as he watched her take out a victorias secret bag, A chuckle left his lips as she quickly said her good bye and began to turn in order to leave. ”Margo, be a good girl and try not to get in trouble.” Had been his words, but he was almost sure the girl had not heard him. Really, the kid sometimes irritated him to no end. But at times, he could see her devotion for his friend and it….Made him soften towards her if only a little bit. He liked that others had devotion in his best friend. But mostly, he liked the fact that they blindly followed him like moths to a flame. He had to admit he was a bit jealous of that talent, but not enough to spoil their friendship.

                                          Kwang Sun laid back as the music he had on background faded and his eyes focused on nothing at all. His mind wandering from work, to the people around him to--Damn it he was interrupted again. This time by a knock on his door. ”Come in….” He said as he watched one of his workers step inside, holding a small pink box. His eyebrow raised for a bit as he asked what it was, the man mentioning a delivery boy from a bakery had dropped them off for him. ”Oh? Did you check if it was poisoned?” He asked in a very serious tone, the worker beginning to get nervous as he tried to say he did not think they were poisoned. Kwang Sun stared him down for a bit before patting his desk. ”Place them here. I was only joking. Thank you.” He smiled a bit as the man placed them on the desk, a look of relief on his expression as he figured he did not ******** up before leaving. After a moment of staring at the box, he moved to check the note. A light chuckle left his lips as he read that they were from the good doctor , telling him to have a bit of sweet with his horrible grape diet. God, this woman had spunk. He slowly undid the ribbon and opened the box, revealing an assortment of donuts and pastries. He raised a brow at the amount of sugar in just this small square. ”And she dares call herself a doctor. God….I can’t eat all this.” He stared at the box for a bit before shaking his head and looking around his office, deciding he was done with being confined and bored as he took one last swig of wine from his flask before replacing it in his breast pocket.

                                          He stood up, closing the box of pastries and taking it with him. He did pause for a moment, if only to look out his large window. His favorite part of the office, where he could see his world and all his people without them being able to see him. It was through that glass, that he noticed a certain little orphan sitting by himself as he watched the older kids practice. In that one booth, he saw potential. A diamond in the rough. Now, if the little s**t would stop being such a damn brat and listened to his elders. The co-owner began to move, opening the door to his office and moving down the stairs. He could sense some of the performers eyes watching him. It used to be rare to see Kwang Sun out of his office before. Out of his working zone. But ever since he adopted his new child, who caused more trouble than good sometimes. Most times. and Anne-Marie showing up more and more, he was forced out of his little hole in the wall. ”Good Job. I see improvements, but i’d like a bit more. From the top.” He said as he smiled at his performers, moving to sit on Sunny’s booth and placing the box of pastries on the table.

                                          For a few moments, he did not even address the child next to him. Paying mind only to the talent on stage. It was by the third twirl the dancers did that he began talking. ”Talented, aren’t they? They are supposed to be the best of the best. But there is always something missing.” He said as he still watched, not looking at Sunny yet. ”I always see you staring and complaining a lot to them. You know, if you actually worked without insulting and behave for more than just ten minutes….I’d consider you letting you join them up there, instead of putting you in time out and making you watch them while you eat soggy fries.” He smirked a bit, giving Sunny a sideways glance as he took a french fry from his plate and ate it, holding up a hand to make him pause in whatever he wanted to say before opening the box. ”I brought pastries. I’ll let you take the first one, since you haven’t ripped anyones extensions out yet.” Who knew? Maybe a bit of sugar would sweeten the kid up. And if not, at least he would know if the good doctor laced them with anything. Ah, the life of this businessman was a hard one for sure.

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                            xxKIM TAE YEONG• 21• GLOBALSEXUAL
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