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                  “Ms. Gong, please wake up. It’s time for school.” Feeling a gentle shake waking her up from her morning sleep, Hea Jung slowly opened her eyes and blinked a few times to get her eyes adjusted to the light in her room as her maid walked out of her room to do the rest of the morning chores she had to do as Hea Jung woke up and slowly sat up to make sure that the small miniature table on her lap that had breakfast on it wouldn’t spill. Stretching her arms, she placed the small fuzzy teddy bear that she slept with beside her in a sitting position before starting to eat her breakfast. Meanwhile as she was eating she was also thinking of the one and only subject that she had been pondering on for the last few days: how to crush that annoying little boy group that has been causing her and the other Ice Princesses to actually struggle to keep everything in her school in place. Nothing like this has ever happened in the Ice Princesses’ school before. It was actually a first time experience to have a group of boys actually fight back at you instead of barking and no biting. These guys actually bite! “There’s got to be something that will make them the slightest bit scared.” She said to herself after swallowing some of her breakfast. At first when she had seen them, Hea Jung thought it would be fun to show them that not everyone or actually, every BOY in the school was treated equally. But that wasn’t until she saw what they really could do.

                  “Morning Nuna!” A cheerful voice broke Hea Jung from her thoughts. Looking up, a very rare smile- a pure one that was filled with happiness, appeared on Hea Jung’s face. One of the fewest people in Hea Jung’s life could make her do that, one of them was her brother Go, Chun Hee. “`Morning Chunnie~!” Hea Jung said lovingly as nine year old Chun Hee came up to her and gave Hea Jung a hug. The reason why Hea Jung loved him so much was that he was the only boy in her life that cared about her. Not only was that but Chun Hee also crippled from birth. But Hea Jung loved the nine year old anyways. She would do anything to protect him. Breaking their hug, Hea Jung looked at Chun Hee and ruffled his hair. “You better get ready for school!” Chun Hee said ignoring his messy hair. But Hea Jung just laughed. “Just worry about yourself, I’ll be up in a moment.” She said before watching her brother leave. Taking another bite of her breakfast, Hea Jung returned to her thoughts as she ate.

                  After giving her small table away to one of her maids, Hea Jung stretched once more before slipping off of her bed to her walk in closet to get her uniform. After a few minutes, with a slip into the sleeve and buttoning a button here and there, Hea Jung was ready for school. Walking out of her room, Hea Jung shut the door behind her and walked to the front door before yelling: “Can one of you girl’s get my bag?” She yelled out to her maids. The reason why there weren’t any butlers in her household was because Hea Jung had a very strong dislike for men. She didn’t know or care what her problem in the love department was, but she has been driven by the many dumps she had had in her past lifetime to think that every man guy or boy, besides Chun Hee, was cruel, heartless, and only thought of things for themselves. That was why she had thought of the Snow Princesses: the group of girls that had full control of the school with the help of her father’s money and the teachers who didn’t give or weren’t supposed to give a wit on what these girls whom she had specifically chosen to become part of her group. As far as she was concerned, she thought that ever boy in the world should only deserve suffering. Hea Jung watched as a maid walked to her as quick as her feet could go to Hea Jung with her school bag in hand. After thanking the lady, Hea Jung walked out of the house and stepped into the bright sunlight. It was another day to go to her school.

                  Stepping into her limo, Hea Jung texted her friends.
                  `Morning girls, what should we do today?
                  -HJ
                  Before looking up to see the school. It was only about fifteen minutes away from her house but Hea Jung loved to make some sort of grand entrance for herself.

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                    ★ ⊱ INTRODUCE YOURSELF ➽

                          Annyeong! (Or nihao if you’re Thai!) My name is Cho Jin Kyon; I’m mostly Korean with a bit of Thai in my blood from my mother’s side. I’m __ years old since my birthday was on May second. You may call Yeonsan my hometown which is a little town in North Korea but honestly I was in my mother’s womb when my father and she were still in Thailand. Yes, I speak fluent Korean and most of the Thai words thanks to my mother. I’ve been in plays since elementary or grade school and have been loving the feeling of pretending to be other people, to get to know a different ‘person’ you might as well say too. Most of the time I’ve been a side or ‘supporting character but I have played lead roles a few times in my life as well. As you can tell by now my mother, who has been deceased since I was nine, is Thai and my father is Korean, you may know him for his small business in Seoul ever since I’ve tried out to be an actress and so is my stepmother who helps my father with his business even though she is a stay-at-home wife. My hobbies are reading, listening to K-pop and writing stories of my own, though I seldom ever finish them sadly I’ve never been very concentrated to finish many things but if it is either about acting or something very important such as work, then I try my best to get it in on time and at least meeting the criteria.


                    ★ ⊱ TRY DIGGING DEEPER ➽

                          I admit I am terribly clumsy. I can’t really help myself about it. It’s one of my natural traits and maybe even a burden in my life. I also tend to apologize to people a lot especially during the times when I work for a movie or series. (It even surprises me that I can even get the role done~!) But nonetheless I give the credit to the patient directors, producers, and all staff members that allow me to redo my roles. Even when I was auditioning, it almost took me twice to get the role done. When I was living with my mother and siblings when she was still alive even though I was the oldest, I was paid little attention to unless I was told to do a choir because of my five siblings, which is now six because of my new half brother, who now are in junior high and high school or even collage by now (two of them which are twins). But only when it was quiet was when my mother and I would spend our own time together. Unfortunately father was pretty busy in his own world still beginning his business and only came home once it was late at night. After my mother had passed away I was given very little or even no attention at home. At school I was one of the girls who were pretty much wallflowers. Since then I’ve grown more timid and found myself hesitant when it comes to decisions, especially when they were important ones. When it comes to acting, I try not to make a mistake since I practically love pretending to be another person. It gives what you say an ‘adventure’ in my common life. Most of the time though, I’ve been a side character so much that I become afraid to make a mistake once I get a lead role even though I do get very happy at that.^^ Acting is my favorite thing to do and I hope that people would continue to support me. Other that being timid, I am very nice. I actually do have a straight forward side. It’s just that I don’t use it unless I have too…


                    ★ ⊱ TURNING BACK TIME ➽

                          ♦ Dad went to Thailand while starting his business.
                          ♦ My parents met in Taiwan, Mother was and before you knew it I was inside my mother’s womb.
                          ♦ My mother went back to Korea with my dad where they had a second child, Tong-tong who looks very much like my mother, when I was two years old.
                          ♦ While I was in kindergarten, my brother, Chang Sun who was born then is a very childish guy for his age. He's already fifteen yet acts like he has all the time in the world to grow up when in reality it's his last year to be a 'pre-minor.'
                          ♦ In elementary school, I was a pretty good student, having good grades, and blah blah~ you know the rest.
                          ♦ It wasn’t until seventh grade, yes I skipped second grade, until I started paying attention to the plays and drama clubs in my junior high. That was also when my siblings Ya-Tou (Thai name) and Jin-Ah (Korean name) were born as a set of twins though not identical and were named on their names based on whether they looked more Korean or Thai. Although, their personalities are very much the same!
                          ♦ After watching all the school plays, even when I didn’t know a single person in them I started to try out for plays too and having fun with whatever role I got if I had any. At first I was almost always rejected, but as I grew older, my acting skills started to mature as well and I was starting to even get lead roles!
                          ♦ After my first lead role though, my mother had gotten sick and couldn’t go to some of my plays. She had gotten pail and left me to watch and care for my siblings while she rested in her bed.
                          ♦ A few months later, we had found out that she was diagnosed with cancer, that time Dad came home (in the day time for once!) and stayed home more than usual to help me take care of my siblings and Mom.
                          ♦ While I was taking care of my mother, I stayed home more and soon couldn’t try out for plays since I was so busy with my family’s problem.
                          ♦ When I was sixteen, my mom had finally passed away but before dying she had previously told me to keep acting and do the things I loved.
                          ♦ For a few years, after she passed away, we were very in a tight spot. I had temporarily given up my spot in the drama clubs I was in so I could take care of my family. Dad had also started going back to his business which has been doing good. Except I always wondered why her came back later than he used too before Mom had died.
                          ♦ It had been only a year later when Dad had finally revealed that he was seeing someone. But not in a business way, in a DATING way!!
                          ♦ The woman was very young looking- as in old enough to be my older sister! But when I heard what her age was, I was surprised that she was only a few (three four?) years younger than Dad!
                          ♦ After two years of dating, we thought that when Pop came over to tell us something we (the kids) thought that he had broken up with Eun Young (her name), only to find out that he was planning to marry her!
                          ♦ And without our consent to he actually did! The wedding was very awkward though… seeing the lady’s family and all.
                          ♦ After the wedding, a few months later, Dad went back to his business and I; too school. Meanwhile, Stepmom here was taking care of us kids who were surprisingly NOT an evil step mother!
                          ♦ After that I was able to go back to my drama clubs which had changed drastically, from the members to the activities and plays we did. I had also gotten a bit rusty at acting but then again, I easily went back to what I did in some professional way.
                          ♦ By the time I was almost nineteen (still eighteen) I had heard of these try-outs where my dad was living (Seoul) that had acting in it so I kissed my siblings and NICE stepmother good-bye and moved in with my dad. (no, they didn’t divorce! He’s just there for a few months for another business trip of his.)
                          ♦ I am now an actress and I model for my dad’s accessory and female clothes and makeup section of his company. Not only that But I had just gotten an email from my stepmom that I now have a brother! Aigoo! So Happy!


                    ★ ⊱ LOVE IT OR HATE IT ➽

                          LOVE ME LOVE ME
                            ♦ Strawberries
                            ♦ Acting
                            ♦ Rings
                            ♦ Pet Guinea Pig
                            ♦ Deceased Mother && Family


                          FOOL ME FOOL ME
                            ♦ Spiders or any kind of creepy bug.
                            ♦ Messing up
                            ♦ Spicy food
                            ♦ Getting teased


                          JUST KEEP AWAY
                            ♦ Horror genre (she doesn't even watch the ones shes been IN!)
                            ♦ Sicknesses/Diseases
                            ♦ The dark
                            ♦ Being rude
                            ♦ Loud noises


                    ★ ⊱ DO I REALLY CARE ➽
                          THE FLUSTERED COMPOSER

                              I don't know how long we've been friends but we've known each other for a long time no and we've been pretty good friends. I think we are a good match for buddies though since one of us is timid and the other is flustered. Perfect no? Anyways, like I tend to be timid, she tends to be very 'flustered.' Other than that, she seems and is, very nice and faithful to her friends. I admire her for that a lot haha. I’m lucky to have her as a friend since I can handle being teased and getting bad news (if their even true!) from the Gossiping Singer.

                          THE ARROGANT MAKNAE

                              He is very arrogant in fact. We've just started a mini television series together called 'Love Potion' after being co-stars. He seems good looking like his fan girls say, (please, even some of the people I work with seem to like him,) but lately he’s just too much. For now, until I (if I EVER see a GOOD side of HIM, yeah, HIM) then I’m deciding to keep my distance. Sheesh, I bet if there was another was between North and South Korea, I bet he would just stay back and watch everything happen since he would probably just choose to be his own side of the battle. Aigooo~! So weird of him.

                          THE GOSSIPING SINGER

                              Aish! Is it really true that people are just nice to me because I’m an ugly actress? What? What do you mean that’s not true- Where did I get this information from you ask? Well from the Gossiping Singer of course- crap! I fell for it again! But really is it truly, well TRUE? Every time I get something from this girl I end up confusing myself! Knowing that she gossips and all, she can be a very reliable person knowing what everyone’s opinion on things- I think. I’m not exactly sure though since she CAN just spread rumors…

                          THE DISMISSIVE ACTOR

                              Sure I’ve ran into him once and a while since we’re both in the acting section of the company, small talk now and then I guess. To others’ he’s um, a ‘jerk.’ But from my point of view he’s a complicated man. The guy is mean to me at times, but he’s nice when there’s no need to either. I don’t know what goes on in his head so I probably never will. Yes, I talk to him since we pass each other often. I want to learn more about him since he seems interesting. I think he has SOME good in him unlike that rude Arrogant Maknae. I just hope the next, (or even the future) times when I meet him, he won’t pick at me.

                          THE COMPETITIVE DANCER

                              Um, I guess you should say we’re friends-ish. We used to know each other a WHOLE lot way back when we were kids but know I just don’t know her. Her family had to move to Japan a couple of years ago and that’s the last time I saw her before finding out that we’re working for the same company. Heck, I didn’t even know how or when she moved back~! Since we were little I guess as we went, we’ve began losing contact and officially lost it as we grew. Knowing her talent for dancing, she deserves the job~! So far I’m doing great in my career to, but I really hope that she has a long lasting career. Thinking about it now, she’s so different since when we were small little things.

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    BoHanaJin
    THE AIR HEADED MAKE UP ARTIST


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                                                        Hello! My name’s Bo-Hana! No no no NO. Not Ms. Jin! Just Bo-Hana! I don’t want any or that formal crap around here, especially when it evolves me! Now where were we? Ah! I was introducing myself yes? My name’s Bo-Hana, nineteen years of age and I’m full Korean but I was born in the U.S.A baby! I’m as straight as rulers are so don’t think I like other girls in that kind of fashion. It’s just not my style, love. My birthday is in May, when all the bees are humming and the flowers are blooming on the 2nd day. I’m very average for my age though. The average age of a Korean lady anyways. Look it up. This means I’m kind of tall for an American with the size of 161.2 centimeters and with an embarrassing heavy weight of 105 lbs. Loving make-up, my job as a make-up artist is pretty fun!


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                                                        My eyes are the color of chocolate brown, same with my hair which is pretty long. My eyes are, I think the first thing you notice, if not then possibly my lips. I’m a decent Korean girl with a decent Korean height and weight. Although I am a makeup artist, I try to wear as much makeup as possible besides some lipstick here and eye makeup there. Other than that, I wear lotion which I bring with me all the time just in case I start looking older.


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                                                        Trust me, I don’t bite. Without reason anyways. But other than anger, I’m not very sensible. In fact I can get very klutzy! One time I was too much inside my thoughts about a past lover while applying make-up to this one person and… well you probably know the rest right? Yeah, sometimes klutziness can come with blabbing some stuff out. But I promise I can keep secrets unless I absolutely HAVE to say them out loud (like my weight perhaps?) Most of the time I’m smiling or talking to the person I apply makeup on. I hate silence though. Trust me, I’d rather talk to a person than stay silent. I’m practically very social but I hate showing weakness like any other girl since I also have a competitive streak.


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                                                        I’m not exactly the person to fall in love. I’d rather be friends than fall for someone but I guess THE SHY ASSISTANT is pretty nice looking. But I’m not sure if I like him that way yet, or ever. I just simply want him to talk more. Like I said before, I don’t like quiet moments! They just… I don’t know; get on my nerves for some reason. So in my life so far, I’ve decided to set this strange goal to get this guy to talk more! Muahahaha! Hopefully I’ll succeed. Now for the other things I like. Kimchi is my favorite! But unlike other Koreans, I’d rather have my meals without spam. (We’ll talk more detail about that later!) But for desserts, I absolutely LOVE mango banana smoothies! Most of the time whenever I’m shopping, you can always see me starting at the smoothie place to buy a smoothie before doing anything unless I’m rushing. (Gr.. I feel fat talking this much about food!) No more food items then! Otherwise I’ll be listing too many foods and just forget about telling you about myself! My favorite tool when I use make-up? Eyeliner babe! I can’t stand anything without that! Sure lip gloss may count as a makeup to some, but to me, it’s just a medicine for your lips when they get terribly dry! Books? Get me some! Especially teen romance! I don’t know why, but even though I’m not a minor anymore I still like reading those types of books!


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                                                        Now back to the spam part. You see, a lot of us like spam so we practically eat it every day! But since my mom who was spam-obsessed more than the usual person, she would put span in nearly every single dish! So getting tired of it by the time I’m already a teen, I had been fed up and was kind of glad to get out of the house. On top of that, I hate horror. Any kind of movie, book, or even make-up! I can’t do much for horror movies since I might as well die! I prefer the more cute, or sexy type of style since I know what to do for those.


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                                                        My skills about my job are very accurate. If you give me the right details for it and tell me the reason of why you want it that way then I’ll usually get the same image you want in your head. While applying makeup, have soft hands so I swear I probably won’t bruise you most of the time you ask for me to put on some make up. It’s all about the colors babe! Depending on the scene or what you’re going to wear then I can give you the best color pallets that might work!


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                                                        I used to want to be a fashion designer before this since I do have the eye for color and detail but once I grabbed lipstick and eyeliner, I’ve been overcome by makeup!

                                                        I’m afraid of bees. I don’t know! I just can’t seem to stand them! Or any bug for that matter.

                                                        I have a very sensitive tongue. No not that way stupid! As in I can taste sweet things a bit sweeter than others and so I’m not very fond of icing on the cake.

                                                        I don’t drink much, but if you bring me to a party, I might lose myself… not completely though! I don’t wanna get pregnant until I’m a married woman!

                                                        No, I don’t cuss too much! I’m not a sailor!

                                                        Even though I get mad with reason I also get mad about little reasons that seem big to me.

    Like a fool, like a child,
    Just smile it off
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                                                      Makeup was scattered everywhere. On her desk on the top of her drawer, even some eye shadow pallets were on the floor that had rolled out of her purse which the nineteen year old had dropped from exhaustion when she came back from a popular night club. She took only a few cups of beer but that didn’t stop her from dancing most her night away. Meanwhile Bo Hana was on her white bed sleeping away. She snored, but wasn’t that much of a loud snorer. Trust me she didn’t sleep with her mouth open even though with how much talking she does, her mouth was practically thankful that it could rest closed at night while during the day it was on active duty when it had to speak. In fact, it was only in a matter of seconds before, TICK. The alarm started playing one of her CD’s by random. Not wanting to wake, Bo Hana tried her best to elude the sound by putting her head under the pillow like most people do trying to dream it to go away. But like most alarms, it didn’t vanish. But it did get louder every few seconds. “Enough already!” She screamed almost hysterically and slammed the snooze button before the alarm could go any louder. If that was even a possibility. The nineteen year old clearly wasn’t a morning person or anything near like one. Sighing, she stared at the digital alarm’s clock. She would usually say five more minutes and sleep a little longer but today was different. Today it was her first big chance and she didn’t want to waist it by a stupid excuse of oversleeping. Blinking once, twice, three times, before she had gotten out of her ‘half-sleep mode’ Bo Hana slowly stepped off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a short bath.

                                                      Bo Hana lived in a penthouse. It wasn’t too fancy though. Just a little staircase here and a platform TV there, it wasn’t too fancy though. She liked to keep some things sweet and simple besides having to do all that complicated work she had in her career. Since she didn’t have time to go around cleaning the place and she didn’t have time to get a maid and make sure they weren’t a thief. Hey, a girl can be suspicious if she wanted too!

                                                      Coming out of the shower, she went to her closet and picked a simple outfit before going to her vanity table and getting started on her favorite thing to do in the morning to get her all pepped up and talkative: makeup. Singing as she went, with a little eyeliner here, some lip gloss there, and some mascara, not to mention eyeliner here, she was already set to go. Grabbing her purse from the ground the nineteen year old simply lifted the pallets that were on the ground beside it and dropped them on her vanity table before looking at the clock one more time. She had a couple minutes to eat so she walked outside her room and cooked some eggs and bacon for breakfast. After eating she washed the dishes she had used including the pan she had cooked with before doing anything any further which strangely relaxed her and also made her think and talk to herself more. It was like having a girly moment with herself alone. She wondered what kind of people she was going to work with. They were bound to be interesting since she didn’t want to do this sort of thing just to work and have no fun. She wondered if any of them were going to be interested in horror genres. The woman grimaced. She hoped the theme wouldn’t turn out like that since she would begin to get useless. But since it was all for Romeo, she might as well grin and bear it. But it wasn’t going to be good. Knowing that she had worked in other places, she wondered if she would know some people there. Even though it was a pretty big organization she probably would pass someone there a few times from the pass. But it was big so she decided to just let course take her away. Drying the last dish, she looked at the dishes before looking at her clock on the microwave. She had spent enough time dawdling around and didn’t look back as she walked outside her place.

                                                      Grumbling a bit, she stared at the traffic in front of her. So far the morning wasn’t going well. Once again, looking at a clock above her radio in the car she stared at the time to look at what was her time limit. Luckily it didn’t seem much of a deal since she woke up a bit earlier than she wanted to today. Humming to the music while she slowly moved her car every moment Bo Hana looked at the clock still now and then to see how much time had passed. It wasn’t long before she was up and out of there maybe half an hour later. ‘So far so good.’ She thought as she drove away from the slow traffic and had a sweet ride all the way to the studio. The place seemed empty since she was still thankfully a bit early. There were only a few cars that she saw when she had driven into the parking lots. After finding a good slot to park in, she parked her car and turned off the engine. She stood in the car for a few minutes to stop and think. She had everything right so far and didn’t want to mess up a first glance appearance. Listing off the things in her head, she made sure that she had her wallet before stepping outside her vehicle and swung her bag to it would hang over her shoulder.

                                                      “Hey guys!” Her head poked first to look if anyone was there. Two people so far. Lovers maybe? From watching how they interacted, she doubted that they knew each other. Guessing that the lady was a model since she was so pretty, she was glad to work with someone who she could see herself working with. On the other hand, the guy seemed a bit... slow. Noticing how he didn’t speak yet showed her that he was probably not much of a social person. Realizing she was in an awkward position since her head WAS the only thing in the room.

                                                      ooc;; not very good ._.

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                              Makeup was scattered everywhere. On her desk on the top of her drawer, even some eye shadow pallets were on the floor that had rolled out of her purse which the nineteen year old had dropped from exhaustion when she came back from a popular night club. She took only a few cups of beer but that didn’t stop her from dancing most her night away. Meanwhile Bo Hana was on her white bed sleeping away. She snored, but wasn’t that much of a loud snorer. Trust me she didn’t sleep with her mouth open even though with how much talking she does, her mouth was practically thankful that it could rest closed at night while during the day it was on active duty when it had to speak. In fact, it was only in a matter of seconds before, TICK. The alarm started playing one of her CD’s by random. Not wanting to wake, Bo Hana tried her best to elude the sound by putting her head under the pillow like most people do trying to dream it to go away. But like most alarms, it didn’t vanish. But it did get louder every few seconds. “Enough already!” She screamed almost hysterically and slammed the snooze button before the alarm could go any louder. If that was even a possibility. The nineteen year old clearly wasn’t a morning person or anything near like one. Sighing, she stared at the digital alarm’s clock. She would usually say five more minutes and sleep a little longer but today was different. Today it was her first big chance and she didn’t want to waist it by a stupid excuse of oversleeping. Blinking once, twice, three times, before she had gotten out of her ‘half-sleep mode’ Bo Hana slowly stepped off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a short bath.

                              Bo Hana lived in a penthouse. It wasn’t too fancy though. Just a little staircase here and a platform TV there, it wasn’t too fancy though. She liked to keep some things sweet and simple besides having to do all that complicated work she had in her career. Since she didn’t have time to go around cleaning the place and she didn’t have time to get a maid and make sure they weren’t a thief. Hey, a girl can be suspicious if she wanted too!

                              Coming out of the shower, she went to her closet and picked a simple outfit before going to her vanity table and getting started on her favorite thing to do in the morning to get her all pepped up and talkative: makeup. Singing as she went, with a little eyeliner here, some lip gloss there, and some mascara, not to mention eyeliner here, she was already set to go. Grabbing her purse from the ground the nineteen year old simply lifted the pallets that were on the ground beside it and dropped them on her vanity table before looking at the clock one more time. She had a couple minutes to eat so she walked outside her room and cooked some eggs and bacon for breakfast. After eating she washed the dishes she had used including the pan she had cooked with before doing anything any further which strangely relaxed her and also made her think and talk to herself more. It was like having a girly moment with herself alone. She wondered what kind of people she was going to work with. They were bound to be interesting since she didn’t want to do this sort of thing just to work and have no fun. She wondered if any of them were going to be interested in horror genres. The woman grimaced. She hoped the theme wouldn’t turn out like that since she would begin to get useless. But since it was all for Romeo, she might as well grin and bear it. But it wasn’t going to be good. Knowing that she had worked in other places, she wondered if she would know some people there. Even though it was a pretty big organization she probably would pass someone there a few times from the pass. But it was big so she decided to just let course take her away. Drying the last dish, she looked at the dishes before looking at her clock on the microwave. She had spent enough time dawdling around and didn’t look back as she walked outside her place.

                              Grumbling a bit, she stared at the traffic in front of her. So far the morning wasn’t going well. Once again, looking at a clock above her radio in the car she stared at the time to look at what was her time limit. Luckily it didn’t seem much of a deal since she woke up a bit earlier than she wanted to today. Humming to the music while she slowly moved her car every moment Bo Hana looked at the clock still now and then to see how much time had passed. It wasn’t long before she was up and out of there maybe half an hour later. ‘So far so good.’ She thought as she drove away from the slow traffic and had a sweet ride all the way to the studio. The place seemed empty since she was still thankfully a bit early. There were only a few cars that she saw when she had driven into the parking lots. After finding a good slot to park in, she parked her car and turned off the engine. She stood in the car for a few minutes to stop and think. She had everything right so far and didn’t want to mess up a first glance appearance. Listing off the things in her head, she made sure that she had her wallet before stepping outside her vehicle and swung her bag to it would hang over her shoulder.

                              “Hey guys!” Her head poked first to look if anyone was there. Two people so far. Lovers maybe? From watching how they interacted, she doubted that they knew each other. Guessing that the lady was a model since she was so pretty, she was glad to work with someone who she could see herself working with. On the other hand, the guy seemed a bit... slow. Noticing how he didn’t speak yet showed her that he was probably not much of a social person. Realizing she was in an awkward position since her head WAS the only thing in the room.

                              ooc;; not very good ._.

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                            Makeup was scattered everywhere. On her desk on the top of her drawer, even some eye shadow pallets were on the floor that had rolled out of her purse which the nineteen year old had dropped from exhaustion when she came back from a popular night club. She took only a few cups of beer but that didn’t stop her from dancing most her night away. Meanwhile Bo Hana was on her white bed sleeping away. She snored, but wasn’t that much of a loud snorer. Trust me she didn’t sleep with her mouth open even though with how much talking she does, her mouth was practically thankful that it could rest closed at night while during the day it was on active duty when it had to speak. In fact, it was only in a matter of seconds before, TICK. The alarm started playing one of her CD’s by random. Not wanting to wake, Bo Hana tried her best to elude the sound by putting her head under the pillow like most people do trying to dream it to go away. But like most alarms, it didn’t vanish. But it did get louder every few seconds. “Enough already!” She screamed almost hysterically and slammed the snooze button before the alarm could go any louder. If that was even a possibility. The nineteen year old clearly wasn’t a morning person or anything near like one. Sighing, she stared at the digital alarm’s clock. She would usually say five more minutes and sleep a little longer but today was different. Today it was her first big chance and she didn’t want to waist it by a stupid excuse of oversleeping. Blinking once, twice, three times, before she had gotten out of her ‘half-sleep mode’ Bo Hana slowly stepped off the bed and went to the bathroom to take a short bath.

                            Bo Hana lived in a penthouse. It wasn’t too fancy though. Just a little staircase here and a platform TV there, it wasn’t too fancy though. She liked to keep some things sweet and simple besides having to do all that complicated work she had in her career. Since she didn’t have time to go around cleaning the place and she didn’t have time to get a maid and make sure they weren’t a thief. Hey, a girl can be suspicious if she wanted too!

                            Coming out of the shower, she went to her closet and picked a simple outfit before going to her vanity table and getting started on her favorite thing to do in the morning to get her all pepped up and talkative: makeup. Singing as she went, with a little eyeliner here, some lip gloss there, and some mascara, not to mention eyeliner here, she was already set to go. Grabbing her purse from the ground the nineteen year old simply lifted the pallets that were on the ground beside it and dropped them on her vanity table before looking at the clock one more time. She had a couple minutes to eat so she walked outside her room and cooked some eggs and bacon for breakfast. After eating she washed the dishes she had used including the pan she had cooked with before doing anything any further which strangely relaxed her and also made her think and talk to herself more. It was like having a girly moment with herself alone. She wondered what kind of people she was going to work with. They were bound to be interesting since she didn’t want to do this sort of thing just to work and have no fun. She wondered if any of them were going to be interested in horror genres. The woman grimaced. She hoped the theme wouldn’t turn out like that since she would begin to get useless. But since it was all for Romeo, she might as well grin and bear it. But it wasn’t going to be good. Knowing that she had worked in other places, she wondered if she would know some people there. Even though it was a pretty big organization she probably would pass someone there a few times from the pass. But it was big so she decided to just let course take her away. Drying the last dish, she looked at the dishes before looking at her clock on the microwave. She had spent enough time dawdling around and didn’t look back as she walked outside her place.

                            Grumbling a bit, she stared at the traffic in front of her. So far the morning wasn’t going well. Once again, looking at a clock above her radio in the car she stared at the time to look at what was her time limit. Luckily it didn’t seem much of a deal since she woke up a bit earlier than she wanted to today. Humming to the music while she slowly moved her car every moment Bo Hana looked at the clock still now and then to see how much time had passed. It wasn’t long before she was up and out of there maybe half an hour later. ‘So far so good.’ She thought as she drove away from the slow traffic and had a sweet ride all the way to the studio. The place seemed empty since she was still thankfully a bit early. There were only a few cars that she saw when she had driven into the parking lots. After finding a good slot to park in, she parked her car and turned off the engine. She stood in the car for a few minutes to stop and think. She had everything right so far and didn’t want to mess up a first glance appearance. Listing off the things in her head, she made sure that she had her wallet before stepping outside her vehicle and swung her bag to it would hang over her shoulder.

                            “Hey guys!” Her head poked first to look if anyone was there. Two people so far. Lovers maybe? From watching how they interacted, she doubted that they knew each other. Guessing that the lady was a model since she was so pretty, she was glad to work with someone who she could see herself working with. On the other hand, the guy seemed a bit... slow. Noticing how he didn’t speak yet showed her that he was probably not much of a social person. Realizing she was in an awkward position since her head WAS the only thing in the room.

                            ooc;; not very good ._.

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