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Realistic or Modern โ€œ๐š˜๐š‘, ๐š–๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐š‘๐šž๐š›๐š๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐šโ€

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blaire amherst
Of course he was going to tease her about wanting Hawaiian pizza. The cheeky asshole. Blaire shook her head in amusement, a smirk on her face despite the eye roll she gave him in response. "Oh, shut up," she muttered back, laughing lightly as she spoke. But really, he was just lucky he was lying down and she was too lazy to bother trying to smack him upside the head for that comment of his. As silence fell between them now, Bee couldn't quite help watching Rylan fumble around for his phone before dialling the pizza place. But she wasn't really watching him. More like her eyes were on the rest of him.

The girl was admittedly a little surprised with herself for so readily agreeing to have sex with Rylan, when she'd only known him for a matter of a couple of hours at most by now. But damn, she couldn't deny that he'd satisfied her, more than she'd expected. Maybe this could become a new thing for them, seeing as they were neighbours and everything. It wouldn't be hard to sneak back and forth between apartments, right?

Before long, Rylan had ordered their pizza and hung up his phone, tossing it back onto his jeans still laying on the floor. Blaire unashamedly returned her gaze from his lower body back up to his eyes, a smirk on her lips as he got to his feet. "What a selection," she joked back, moving off of the couch now and shuffling into the kitchen after him, her hands moving up to tame her wild blonde hair. At his teasing, however, she couldn't stop herself from stepping over and smacking his arm. "Says the guy who only has water, orange soda, and milk. Bet those taste great with bacon pizza," she laughed, her eyes alight with amusement.

Just then, however, Rylan seemed to remember that his sister had gone off with Hyun. Frowning, Blaire considered his words for a moment, slowly nodding her head. "I think... I think that Korean barbecue place? We could swing by there to see if they're there," she offered, biting down on her bottom lip as she realized just how long Quinn and Hyun had been gone. That probably wasn't good, was it?
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The blonde watched carefully as Hyun reached for the jug of water, before a strangled look crossed his face, halting his body from moving altogether. Anxiety, voice change, body posture spasms, behavioral disturbances...the list went on and on but Quinn was 99 percent sure that Hyun was autistic. Yeah, it sounded right.

Chocolate eyes moved with Hyun's lips as he started to finally speak about his fath--Appa, her eyes not moving until the glass of water was held out to her. She accepted it eagerly, a smile pulling on her lips as she took hold of the glass. She tilted her head slightly in a bow as she put the rim of the glass to her lips. Was she supposed to bow? There were lots of people bowing to each other in this place, so maybe that was what she was supposed to do? Quinn shook her head while placing the glass on the table so she could continue listening to Hyun speak, however he went back into his absent state on the subject of his brother.

"Hyun?", she spoke softly in an attempt to pull him from whatever dark place he had started to dive into. Finally words left the boys lips, they were jumbled and spread out but he did finally speak. Quinn frowned, eyebrows pulling together slightly as she leaned forward into her chair to be able to get a better look at the boy. The blonde pressed her chest against the table as she tried to understand why Hyun had seemed to completely shut off but before she spoke he had announced where his brother was.

Fuck. His brother was dead. Jesus christ Quinn you idiot.

Quinn sucked in a breath, holding it in her cheeks as they puffed out slightly while she contemplated what to say. "Well..." Quinn met Hyun's eyes as he finally met her gaze, her lips puffing out the breath she had been holding captive. "Dong-Woo sounds like a kick ass dude." She grinned widely, taking hold of the glass as she raised it in the air, "To Dong-Woo and our new incredibly strange but exciting friendship."

weldherwings weldherwings

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"Orange soda goes perfectly with anything."

Who did this girl think she is? Waltzing up in here like a piece of god damn candy, ordering fruit fucking pizza, and then dragging on orange soda. Rylan scoffed, hand on his chest as a sad attempt to look heartbroken over her statement. He rubbed his arm for a moment, letting the sting from her 'playful' smack leave the area before he leaned himself against the kitchen counter.

That asian kid was harmless, right? Quinn could take him, there was no doubt in Rylan's mind. His sister was a fighter, hell they grew up in a family where they had to be. Besides Hyun didn't seem like the type of kid to take control over someone, especially not a girl. The kid practically shit his pants when Rylan had him up against the wall.

What if it was a stunt? What if Hyun was actually a psychopath?

Rylan pushed off of the counter top, dark eyes watching Blaire for a moment before eyeing his shirt lying on the ground in the living room. "What in the fuck is a Korean bbq?"Rylan stared at the blonde in front of him as if she had lost her mind. Was it like an American bbq? But with chopsticks? How did you even eat ribs with chopsticks?

Shaking his head, Rylan made his way into the living room before passing through to his bedroom. He grabbed a red sweatshirt off of his bed, put it to his nose for a moment before pulling it over his head and onto his body. "Alright Spike, time to get up.", he spoke softly before flipping on the light switch to his bedside table to light up the room. The hedgehog huffed up, quills shooting straight as the light brightened the small critters cage. Rylan rolled his eyes lightly before leaving his room, hands now stuffed in the pocket of the hoodie as he stared at the blonde.

"Do they eat ribs with chopsticks?"

sereiin sereiin

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A look of disgust crossed Blaire's features as Rylan argued that orange soda went with everything. What was this boy thinking? Hating Hawaiian pizza? Defending orange soda like his life depended on it? Gross. Of course, with the way he put his hand to his arm as if her smack had actually hurt him, Bee knew she couldn't even pretend to be annoyed with him. She'd blame him on his good looks and humour, though. Not the fact that she had absolutely, most definitely enjoyed the sex they'd shared, too.

The dark haired guy seemed to contemplate her answer about the Korean bbq for a few moments, almost like he was actually trying to figure out what the hell that even was. Sure enough, he asked seconds later. "I don't fucking know," she answered with a smirk, watching as he stepped past her and out of the kitchen to head back into the living room. Unsure of what to do in a place that wasn't hers, Blaire lingered for a moment before finally deciding to finish getting dressed. She figured they'd be leaving to find Quinn and Hyun once the pizza was delivered.

Bee had just finished pulling on the rest of her clothes when Rylan walked back out into the living room, his eyes on her. She rolled her eyes at his question, but shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe we should go sometime and find out," she smirked, a teasing tone to her voice as she reached up to fix her hair a little. Her eyes lingered on Rylan for another moment before she looked away again, wondering what to do now that they were waiting for their pizza. It was awkward when this wasn't her home.

Then her eyes landed on the ice cream container placed on the coffee table, two spoons sticking out of it. With her waitress mode kicking in, the blonde stepped forward and went about cleaning up their mess, trying to ignore how bothered she was by the ice cream spot she hadn't managed to clean up before they'd, well, gotten very naked. Oh well, at least it wasn't her couch. Still, she just couldn't get over how messy Rylan was. Did he not care if he stained his furniture?
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Location: In Lee Chick-ee
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Korean BBQ: NOM NOM NOM

ใƒŸโ›ง

Hearing Quinnโ€™s statement of how Dong-Woo sounded like a kick-ass dude, Hyun couldnโ€™t help but smile fondly at the girl. His brother had indeed been a kick-ass dude. He was the one who would stand up to their parents if there was any drama and he would never back down. He was stubborn and out-going, with an eccentric personality. Hyun resented him so much when they were younger because Dong-Woo was always the favourite child. He always got better marks than Hyun and was better at cooking than him too. When Hyun had announced to his parents that he wanted to pursue in Volleyball, his parents said they were disappointed that their son decided to play โ€œa womanโ€™s sportโ€ and questioned him to why he didnโ€™t study harder, fearing he wouldnโ€™t get a wife in the future.

But once Hyun was sixteen and Dong-Woo came out to him, things changed. The pair of them became closer and Dong-Woo began to show Hyun how to run the restaurant. They became best friends and talked to each other about everything. You could imagine the amount of betrayal Hyun felt when his parents rang him up to tell him that he was in the hospital after a suspected suicide attempt by overdosing on sleep medication and alcohol. And so, he gave Quinn a small, supportive smile before nodding and raising his own glass. โ€œTo Dong-Woo andโ€ฆ friendship.โ€ He simply said before reaching over and touching his glass against hers to cheers to his brother and thisโ€ฆ whatever this was between them.

After taking a sip of the water, Hyun placed the glass onto the table and gazed around himself. It seemed as if his Appa was out the back, preparing for the next round of charcoal to go out. Wiping the palms of his hands onto his jeans, he turned back around to Quinn and offered her another encouraging smile. โ€œSoโ€ฆ uhโ€ฆโ€ He began, unsure of what to say or to even do in this situation. He wasnโ€™t very good around girls. He had never had a friend who was a girl nor attempted to speak to any when he was in school. Heck, he was still yet to have his first kiss. I know what youโ€™re thinking โ€“ he must have some girl relatives, right? Yeah, and they were all in Korea. The only woman he talked to on a regular basis was his Umma โ€“ or the girls that worked here but he was essentially their boss. He had never had the pleasure of sitting down one-on-one with them and talking aboutโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ life, I suppose.

And then it hit him โ€“ the advice Dong-Woo had given him when he had tried to ask a girl he thought was cute to the school prom (which he ended up not going to because he was too scared to ask the girl out and ended up staying at home and eating pizza by himself). He told him to be confident and sure of who you were. Apparently that was the way to a girlโ€™s heart or something? It wasnโ€™t like he was trying to woo Quinn into liking him. He justโ€ฆ wanted to be able to speak to her without feeling like he was a complete idiot. โ€œUhโ€ฆ Soโ€ฆ Did you just move in today?โ€ He slowly and cautiously asked her โ€œLikeโ€ฆ I saw you had yourโ€ฆ suitcase todayโ€ฆ Iโ€™m assuming you moved inโ€ฆ todayโ€ฆ thenโ€ฆ yeah?โ€

Oh Lord.

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It was already decided, he was going to marry this girl and he just met her.

"Did you just ask me to go on a date?", he rose his eyebrows questioningly at the blonde as she hurried to go clean up the mess on the couch. Oh lord, great in bed and already doing house work? Yup, she was the one. He watched Blaire as she bent down to clean the mess, dark eyes following her ass--

DING DONG.

Rylan cleared his throat, wiggling his hips lightly to find room in his already tight jeans before moving to the door. "Pizza.", the man behind the door drawled out as he held up the large pizza box as soon as Rylan managed to open the door. The brunette stared at the pimpled-face teen before eyeing the pizza box. Okay, he had definitely ordered two pizzas. One with fruit and one normal one--with the meat.

He opened the box, eyes glued to the mess of a pizza crammed into the box. It was a pineapple, bacon, and ham pizza. "This isn't mine." Rylan closed the box quickly, his stomach turning over at the sight of the fruit topping.

"Yah it is bro. Twenty-five dollars." Rylan stared at the teenager, eyes narrowing as he grabbed the pizza box from the kid's hands. "No, bro, It isn't but thanks for the pizza." The two stared at each other for a few moments, Rylan not backing down from the teen as he held onto the pizza box for dear life.

The teen averted his gaze, blue eyes now staring at a bent over Blaire picking up the ice cream. "Woah." Rylan blinked, eyebrows raising in confusion as he slowly turned his head to see what the kid was looking at. God damnit. Of course it was Blaire bent over in her skimpy ass waitress outfit. The brunette whipped his head around, smashing the pizza box on top of the kid's head before quickly slamming the door. He pressed himself against the back of the door, palms pressed against the wood. "Pizza was a bust babe, I guess we are eating bbq."

sereiin sereiin

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"Did you just ask me to go on a date?"

Had she? Blaire didn't really know, but hell, if he thought so, she'd play along. Going on a date with Rylan sure wouldn't be the worst thing that had happened to her. Smirking coyly, the blonde shot the guy a little grin. "Yeah. Yeah I did," she answered nonchalantly before heading off to clean the living room. Truth be told, she couldn't stand to leave it a mess, even though this wasn't her apartment. Call her a neat freak, but she needed things spick and span, really.

Before long, though, the doorbell rang, causing the blonde to straighten and glance towards the door as Rylan headed over to check it out. Of course it was the pizza. Eyes lighting up, Bee tried to get a sneak peak of it, but when that failed, she huffed and went back to tidying, completely missing the way the delivery boy's gaze lingered on her ass. She ignored what the two were saying to each other until she heard the smack of cardboard, leading her to turn around and take a few steps towards the door just as Rylan slammed it shut. A confused expression crossed her features as she stared at the young man, a brow raised.

"Oh. So you are taking me up on that date, huh? Well, let's fucking go," Blaire giggled, amusement in her eyes as she carried the ice cream tub and spoons into the kitchen, dumping the spoons in the sink and placing the ice cream in the freezer. Satisfied, the girl went and grabbed her coat before sliding her feet back into her heels. "I wonder what they serve at a Korean bbq," she mumbled, almost as if to herself. She couldn't help it; she was starving by now, especially after that mouth watering sex earlier.

Once Rylan had what he needed, Bee opened the door to his apartment and stepped out into the hall, shivering slightly as a blast of cool air hit her from the AC overhead. The slightest of yawns escaped her just then and she suddenly realized that it was starting to get late. Damn. She'd be getting off of her shift now, if she hadn't have gone home early with Rylan. Not that she minded doing that. It'd been perfect.
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Rylan grinned widely at the blonde as she finished putting the spoons in the sink and the ice cream away. Sure, he may have been an ass 90% of the time but his mother raised him to be a gentleman. If Blaire had even tried to take her wallet out he was liable to throw it.

He followed the girl out the front door, turning to make sure he locked it before catching up behind Blaire. He winced as the ac spit out at him, shaking his head before moving down the stairwell altogether with Blaire by his side. "Honestly, I didn't know Korean's had barbecues.", he eyed the blonde for a moment before opening the door to the apartment to let Blaire go out before he did.

Calling the first cab available, Rylan motioned for Blaire to get in the bright yellow vehicle before moving in behind her. "Where to?" Rylan eyed the rearview mirror where the man in the driver's seat was staring at him through. "Uh, a Korean barbecue." It was very possible that the man behind the wheel was going to look at him as if he had lost his mind, however it was Rylan's lucky night because the man simply nodded and pulled the car away from the curb.

To Rylan's surprise, there really was only one Korean barbecue around the area. He handed the driver the cash before moving out of the cab, holding it open for Blaire to get out behind him before the cab had took off altogether. "This isn't at all what I was expecting." Rylan stared up at the restaurant, brown eyes taking it all in before opening the front door for Blaire. "Let's go find my sister and her new found boyfriend."

sereiin sereiin

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Her eyes followed Hyun's gaze as he looked over at a man who was preparing something before landing back on his gaze. Quinn tilted her head slightly, eyebrows raising as Hyun began to speak before going back into his off mode. He seemed to do that a lot. The blonde stared at him for a few moments, trying to understand why he always seemed to shut down at certain times. Maybe he was socially awkward? Quinn's lips pulled up into a smile as she stared at the dark haired boy. Whatever it was, Hyun was still charming in his own dorky way.

"So...", she began before pushing her bottom to the edge of the chair as she waited for Hyun to speak. She had always hung out around boys, most being Rylan's friends but this seemed to be different.

Hyun wasn't looking to get into her pants, which was huge because most people only saw her for that aspect. Parting her lips, Quinn paused as Hyun started to vomit...with words. Oh lord this boy was something else. Quinn grinned before letting out a laugh, her elbow coming up the table so she didn't fall off of the chair. "Yes I just moved in today. I moved from Ohio."

The move itself was pretty simple considering she had packed up her life in the matter of a few hours and left without her mother or father even knowing. Rylan was the only family she really had, the only stable one in her life and well...that was saying something considering that Rylan was one of the most unstable individuals in the entire world. "My brother is an ass, but he's all I have."

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Location: In Lee Chick-ee
Mentions: yousmelldead yousmelldead [Quinn]
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Korean BBQ: NOM NOM NOM

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Hyunโ€™s eyebrows rose as Quinn began to explain how she had just moved in today from Ohio. โ€œOh, Ohio?โ€ He repeated. He knew some stuff about Ohio. I mean, he had never been there. Hell, he had never left this state with strict parents like his own. But there were tons of places he wanted to venture off to. I mean, eventually, he would love to visit Korea to see his extended family who always came to America for visits. And also to learn more about his own culture. But, as for now, his parents seemed to have their heart set on their son staying put. Hell, they even hated it when he had away games with Volleyball. They used to never sign his permission slips while in school, stating he could go on inter-state games and therefore, his team were down one of their best strikers.

โ€œSoโ€ฆ youโ€™re from the Buckeye State then?โ€ Hyun questioned before mentally kicking himself. Wow, he was a freaking dork. โ€œSorry, itโ€™s something I heard a guy from school call it. You guys probably donโ€™t even call it that, right?โ€ Wow, was it just him or was it getting hot in here? His lips and mouth were drying out quicker than normal, causing him to lightly lick his lips. When that didnโ€™t help, he promptly took hold of his glass of water and took a sip โ€“ trying to avoid Quinnโ€™s gaze in the meantime. The chances of them probably hanging out ever again after this was becoming smaller and smaller with each stupid thing that was falling from the boyโ€™s lips. I mean, thatโ€™s what Hyun was telling himself at least.

โ€œDong-Hyun-ah,โ€ An older gentlemanโ€™s voice said in Korean; Hyun looked over at his shoulder to see his Appa before him with the charcoal grill. โ€œWhy arenโ€™t you at home? I thought you were tired and wanted to go to bed?โ€

Ah, this was the third time he was going to have to explain it, wasnโ€™t it? Before he chose to explain though, he stood up and lifted the lid off the empty grill holder in the middle of the table before he offered to take the charcoal grill off his Appa. With it in his grasps, he placed it into the holder and shifted it to ensure it was placed perfectly. His hands were quick to move up to the exhaust that hung over it, turning it on and changing the settings to adjust to the heat. This was Hyun in his element. If there were two things he was good at, it was Korean food and Volleyball. He handed the lid and charcoal grill stick back to his Appa before finally explaining himself. โ€œI left my keys here. Our new neighbour gave me a lift here so Iโ€™m buying her dinner to say thank youโ€

His Appa looked over at the new neighbour and gave Quinn a quick wave and smile. โ€œWelcome!โ€ His Appa said with his cheekish grin.

โ€œShe doesnโ€™t speak Korean.โ€ Hyun informed his Appa before sitting back down and looking at Quinn. โ€œHe doesnโ€™t speak English. Umma does, but only a little bit.โ€ He explained to her before turning back to his Appa. โ€œAppa, did you need me to get any more charcoal before we open up tomorrow?โ€

โ€œAish, donโ€™t worry. You enjoy your little date.โ€ Appa replied with a wide, devilish grin before turning around and making his way into the back โ€“ not without Hyun calling towards him โ€œThis is not a date!โ€. Hyun released another sigh, sinking back into his chair and oddly enough, feeling a little bit more relaxed compared to before. His dark eyes gazed over at Quinn before offering her a soft smile. โ€œThat was my Appaโ€ฆโ€ He explained to her โ€œHeโ€™s uhโ€ฆ Heโ€™s much moreโ€ฆ warmer, I suppose you could say, compared to my Ummaโ€



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blaire amherst
Blaire laughed as Rylan asked if she would pay, considering she'd been the one to ask him out on this supposed date. "You'll have to wait and see, babe," she teased him as they walked out of his apartment together and down the hall. It was chilly out here in the hallway, but that was one thing that never seemed to change about this apartment building. They liked it cold, apparently.

Once outside of the complex, Bee let out a breath of relief, the air a lot warmer outside. Thank god for LA heat, even at this time of night. Not that it was hot, but it was warmer than inside the damn building, at least. The blonde waited quietly as Rylan called for a cab, though smiled to herself when it showed up hardly a minute later. Without hesitation, she climbed into the backseat, smirking as the brunette climbed in after her and told the cab driver where they wanted to go. Apparently there was only one Korean bbq in this city, though, because the older man seemed to know exactly where they wanted to go. Interesting.

It didn't long to get there and when they did, Blaire made to grab her wallet before noticing Rylan already handing some cash over to the driver. She thanked him with a wide grin before climbing out of the cab altogether and beginning to walk up to the restaurant. "Seriously. This is really fucking nice," she giggled, stepping into the building as Rylan held the door for her.

For a moment or two, Bee simply looked around at her surroundings, surprised to see this place already jam packed. Which was interesting considering that it was getting late. With a frown, she slowly turned to Rylan. "So, um, do we just walk through the whole place looking for them or...?" She questioned, having absolutely no idea what the heck they were supposed to do.

"Table for two? I have the perfect table outside if you want something romantic for your date."

Blaire turned at the sound of a new voice only to realize a hostess had walked up to the little podium where they stood. A second passed by in silence as she stared at the girl, not totally sure how to respond. Finally, she managed a little smile. "Oh um... Um, sure?" Wait, had she just accepted? Was this even supposed to be a date? Were they actually going to sit down and eat or had Rylan only intended to come to find his sister and Hyun? Well, she'd find out in a second.
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[class=pheebs] position: relative; box-sizing: border-box; width: 550px; height: 400px; background: url(https://imgur.com/RzIFnSK.jpg); overflow: hidden; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 0; [/class][class=text] position: relative; overflow: auto; width: 240px; height: 227px; font-size: 12px; font-family: avenir; line-height: 16px; color: #707070; padding: 8px; text-align: justify; [/class][class=textcontainer] position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width: 240px; height: 227px; left: 227px; top: 130px; [/class] [div class=pheebs] [div class=textcontainer][div class=text] Ohio was incredibly different compared to LA and she had only been in the sunny state for a few hours.

First, LA wasn't the cleanest place but that was to be expected considering that it was one of the most tourist infected states in the world. Second, it was much warmer than she had predicted. Ohio wasn't a very warm start, it was usually always raining. Quinn beamed at the male as he mentioned being from the 'buckeye state'. She hadn't heard that one in a long time.

"Only people who have lived there forever call it that! I'm impressed you even knew about it!" Quinn stared at Hyun as he licked his lips, her eyebrows raising slightly as he took a few sips of water while avoiding eye contact. She was officially one hundred percent positive that Hyun had never interacted with a female before, or if he had it had turned out to be a disaster.

A man was now approaching the table, an older man who was speaking in what Quinn was going to assume was Korean. The blonde took a sip of her own water as she watched the interaction between the man and Hyun. Something was just fascinating about seeing others interact while speaking a different language. Quinn grinned as the older man waved in her direction, speaking in his native tongue.

"Konnichiwa!" Quinn was positive she heard something along those lines on a tv show once before. Hamtaro, the little Japanese hamster to be exact. It meant hello, right? The blonde started to hum the theme song before clearing her throat. Way off topic Quinn. Jesus.

"Appa.", she nodded as she programmed the name into her brain as Hyun's father. The blonde smiled at the boy who seemed to have relaxed slightly in the chair beside her own. "He seems very nice." Quinn turned her gaze just enough to spot a familiar blonde approaching the table beside their own. That was Rylan's new 'friend'. Quinn blinked for a moment, a frown taking over her face as she counted to three before Rylan popped up soon after the blonde.

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Location: In Lee Chick-ee
Mentions: yousmelldead yousmelldead [Quinn]
Outfit: click me
Korean BBQ: NOM NOM NOM

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Hyun offered Quinn a soft smile as she said that his Appa seemed very nice. That was because she didnโ€™t know what it was like to live with him. Even though he was nineteen years old and could easily walk out of his parentโ€™s house whenever he wanted, there was still one issue: money. Having dropped out of university this year to focus on helping with the restaurant, it didnโ€™t mean that his student loans disappeared also. In his mind, he was aiming to get back into university once things mellowed out here. When his brother passed away, the restaurant was going under. Dong-Woo owed money to the bank because of his loans and the place wasnโ€™t getting much attention. Hyun wanted to sell the place, but his parents wanted to keep his brotherโ€™s memory alive. After guilt-tripping him, his parents convinced Hyun to whip the place into shape. At the moment, they were going pretty well. But if they had a rainy week, man, he didnโ€™t want to think about it.

Just as Quinn turned her gaze, Hyun went to go and follow to see what she was looking at. That was until Ji-Hoon announced her arrival with the platter of fresh meat and Anju. He thanked the worker in Korean, helping her place the plates and platters onto the table and taking hold of the tongs and meat scissors. Once Ji-Hoon had dropped everything off, Hyun took a piece of onion with the tongs and began to rub it on top of the sizzling grill. Ah, the sound and smell the grill was producing already was making his mouth water; and he had come in not even thinking he was hungry. Oh, he was freaking hungry now. He then used the tongs to pick up a slice of pork belly, placing it upon the grill โ€“ and oh man.

โ€œAh, I didnโ€™t realise I was so hungryโ€ฆโ€ He said bashfully, patting the meat down with the tongs. His dark eyes gazed upwards to Quinn before remembering she had been looking at a certain direction before. Oh, yeah, why was that? Looking over his shoulder, Hyunโ€™s eyes widened slightly to see Rylan and that girl from the hallway. Wait โ€“ did they come out looking for them or was this some strange coincidence? Was he in some Korean drama or something? His mouth hung slightly before he turned back around to Quinn with a surprised look on his face. โ€œWow, heโ€™s either really good at tracking you down or this is likeโ€ฆ fate or something.โ€ He said to her, still surprised that Rylan managed to find the place with only the description of โ€˜Korean restaurant that Hyun works atโ€™.

โ€œDid youโ€ฆ want them to join us?โ€ Hyun asked slowly, unsure if Quinn wanted her brother to join them or not. I meanโ€ฆ it wasnโ€™t like they were on a date or something, right? And Rylan was her brother. She would feel comfortable around him, right? But what if she didnโ€™t want him to come over โ€“ wait, did that mean this was a date after all?! No, no, no. This wasnโ€™t a date.
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The brunette eyed Blaire for a moment before turning to gaze over at an incredibly miserable looking old woman who was counting money. Ah fuck, he knew that lady. She was that Hyun kid's mom or mumma or whatever-the-fuck Hyun called her. His head snapped in the direction of a new voice, eyes moving to the woman speaking. Table for two? Fuck yeah.

"Perfect! The more romantic the better.", he grinned as he sent a small wink towards the blonde bombshell known as Blaire. Wait, he was here for Quinn. Right, the other blonde bombshell of a sister. Wait, that came out wrong. He leaned forward, tapping Blaire on the bottom as to tell her to follow the nice hostess before following after the two. The food smelled amazing that was for sure, but he wasn't eating any raw fish. That was for sure.

Rylan managed to follow the two out the back, his hands shoved into his pockets in order to contain himself from picking off of someone else's table. Korean BBQ's, who knew?

The hostess had finally arranged for them to be seated, at the table so conveniently placed beside Quinn and Hyun. "Well, this is a coinkydink.", he called out as he moved behind Hyun, "Whats up guys?" Rylan placed his hands on either of Hyun's shoulders, squeezing slightly. "If I didn't know any better I'd say this is a date."

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[div class=title]blaire amherst ; the waitress[/div] [div class=quote]โ my theme song will forever be 'king' by saint phnx. โž[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Blaire rose a brow in surprise when Rylan readily agreed to something romantic. So this was a date? At the wink he sent her, however, she flashed him an amused smirk before turning to follow after the hostess. But before she could even take a step, she felt his fingers on her ass. He didn't just do that in public. Despite the surprised look on her face, though, Bee found it kind of... hot. Damnit Rylan. Shaking her head to herself, the blonde tried to ignore the fact that it had turned her on a little and instead focused on following the young woman as she led them to their table out on the patio. The hostess hadn't been lying when she said she had a romantic little table for two. A smile spread across Blaire's face as it was arranged for them to be seated, though something else caught her attention before she could move to sit. Hyun and Quinn. Shit, right. That was what they had come here for! To look for them. Noticing Rylan moving over to greet the couple, Bee let a smirk cross her lips and joined him, pulling out the chair from her table and sliding it across to the others'. "Fancy seeing you guys here," she giggled, before sitting down in her chair and eyeing Quinn with a knowing look in her eyes. "Didn't know you were going on a date with him," she teased lightly, her lips tilting upwards in a playful grin. Truthfully, she didn't even know if that was what these two were up to, but hey, a little teasing wouldn't hurt anyone, right? Besides, Rylan was the king of teasing and she was already coming to like that about him. Then Blaire's eyes flickered to the table itself, where several dishes of delicious looking food sat in front of her. The smell was amazing and considering she was starving, she had an incredibly difficult time not reaching out to grab something. "Rylan, we need to order whatever they got! It looks so good," she groaned, glancing up at the man himself and smiling at him eagerly.[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]mood ; "this feels like a date."[/div][/div][/div][/div]
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The blonde hadn't even realized that the food had arrived, her attention focusing on the two walking way too close to their table. She was surprised to see Blaire with Rylan though, usually he was a hit it and quit it type of guy, so bringing her out for dinner must have meant two things. Blaire was incredibly good in bed and he wanted round two. Why did boys think that if they bought a girl dinner they'd have the girl for desert? Fuckin' pigs.

"Ooh pork!" Speaking of pigs, the smell of the pork that Hyun had placed on the girl smelled heavenly. The blonde grinned widely at Hyun, completely forgetting that her brother and his booty call had shown up for a moment. Her dark eyes moved back to the two, a frown pulling at her lips. "He's like a police dog apparently.", she shrugged her shoulders slightly as she stared the the meat sizzling on top of the grill.

At Hyun's question of wanting them to join their table, Quinn's eyebrows came together as she stared at the boy. He seemed hesitant with his question, which made Quinn wonder if Hyun wanted to just spend time with her alone? If this was a date, it sure has been an incredibly strange ride. The blonde's lips formed into a soft smile as she shook her head, her fingers grabbing ahold of another set of tongs as she placed more of the meat on the sizzling grill. "No way, they can sit at their own table."

Rylan's voice ruined the moment, followed by Blaire who was just as much of an instigator as Rylan was it seemed. "Weird how you show up to the only Korean barbecue in the whole town." Quinn said blatantly towards her brother as she shook her head, pushing the meat around with the tongs. Blaire was quick with her taunts as well causing Quinn to turn her body to be able to stare at the other blonde. Rylan and Blaire were like the same person, it was kind of scary. "I didn't know that you'd be around for more than a quick lay either, so today is full of surprises."

Wait, had she just confirmed that this was indeed a date?

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Location: In Lee Chick-ee
Mentions: yousmelldead yousmelldead [Quinn + Rylan] + sereiin sereiin [Blaire]
Outfit: click me
Korean BBQ: NOM NOM NOM

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Rylan placing his hands upon his shoulders and giving them a squeeze faintly resembled the time Hyun had gone to a petting zoo with his family. They needed a volunteer to help feed the Eagle by holding their hand out with a glove on. His Umma, who had been trying to teach Hyun how to be more confident and assertive, pushed her son forward as tribute. Could you imagine how petrified a seven-year-old Hyun was as he approached the Eagle? He was given the glove and as he held his hand out, the Eagle flew over andโ€ฆ landed on his shoulder instead of his glove. Yeah. He freaked out. I suppose it was the reason he had an unhealthy phobia of birds. But, as Rylan did so, the poor boy couldnโ€™t help but jump and shudder from fear.

He turned his head and gazed upwards, seeing Rylan. Okay, he was more scared of Rylan than damn birds. Iโ€™m sure he was a nice fella, but after what his parents had warned him about and their little interaction in the hallway, it was only natural for Hyun to be somewhat shaken up, right? Blinking a couple of times, Hyun stared at Rylan, unsure of what to say or how to respectfully speak to the older male. His mouth hung slightly agape and his brows rose as he heard the statement about how it looked like a date. Oh, crap! Did it look like a date?! He didnโ€™t realise! Ah man, he was wearing really stinky clothes from working all day and getting caught in the rain while walking to the bus stop. Should he have brought her flowers? Wait, no. This wasnโ€™t a damn date. Rylan was just trying to get into his head, wasnโ€™t he?

Before he could respond, the other girl โ€“ whom Hyun was yet to probably meet โ€“ sat down and โ€ฆ oh God, she mentioned it was a date too. Hyunโ€™s eyes widened even more, feeling his face flush and the blood really starting to pump through his body. It wasnโ€™t a date! Was it? No! I mean, if it was, it would be his first date and from what he had learnt growing up, thereโ€™s likeโ€ฆ a protocol you go through, isnโ€™t there? Quinn began to speak โ€“ to which Hyun let out a sigh of relief before he felt like he was going to have a heart attack โ€“ because Quinn didnโ€™t deny to this girl or her brother that they were on a โ€˜dateโ€™. It was a huge misunderstanding! There was no way in hell a girl like Quinn would want to date a guy like him anyway! In high school, he was that geeky Asian kid that people asked out as a joke, and then laugh in his face if he ever said โ€˜sureโ€™. Youโ€™re starting to see where all the insecurities are fueled from, right?

He needed to say something or do something to completely change the topic โ€“ ah wait! The meat! Yes! The girl said that she wanted what they were having because it looked so good! โ€œAh, I can uhโ€ฆ help you with your order if you want?โ€ He offered to Blaire, pointing towards the menu on the other table. โ€œTell me what you feel like and Iโ€™ll show you the best dishes to get. I meanโ€ฆ I made the menu with my parents so I know it like the back of my hand.โ€



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Rylan stared at the blonde otherwise known as his sister as she spat back quickly at Blaire. Sometimes he wished that she didn't get his smart mouth but of course she had gotten that same gene. "You should be careful with what you say Quinn.", he grinned as he took his own chair and dragged it over to the table, "You might be having your own quick lay." The brunette pressed his elbow teasingly into Hyun's side before plopping himself down into the chair.

Quinn always had the same type of taste in men. They were usually extremely tall, dark hair, light eyes, and almost always wore band tees. Hyun however, was the complete opposite of anyone that Quinn had preyed on. Hyun was short, just a tad bit taller than herself and he had dark eyes and was completely out of the Quinn 'norm'. "Yes, this whole thing is fucking mint." Rylan leaned his elbows onto the table, breathing in the smell of the pork sizzling on the griddle top. Why hadn't he ever tried one of these places before? This definitely beat chinese takeout.

Thankfully a woman had made her way through the back patio, a tray in her hands with some assorted food on it. Rylan moved his dark gaze over to the petite woman, his head tilting as her gaze traveled to his own. Instinctively, he shot the woman a wink and the playful gesture had apparently flustered the waitress enough for her feet to sweep out from underneath her. "Agh fuck.", he groaned before quickly pushing out of the chair to help the poor girl.

She had shouted in what he assumed was Korean as he grabbed her wrists so she didn't fall backward, the tray flying from her hands. Rylan took a step back, his shoe colliding with a piece of raw pork pushing his body backward until he landed on the ground of the patio. The girl fell forward, Rylan's hands still encircled with her wrists as he felt two perfect pillows now pressed against his face.

Wait, correction those were boobs. Not pillows.

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location: korean bbq.
mentions: rylan & quinn & hyun.
tags: yousmelldead yousmelldead weldherwings weldherwings
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[div class=title]blaire amherst ; the waitress[/div] [div class=quote]โ my theme song will forever be 'king' by saint phnx. โž[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]A laugh escaped Blaire as she heard Quinn's retort, though a smirk was quick to cross her lips. "I must have been a good lay, then," she teased in return, a playful glint in her blue-green eyes before she looked away to Hyun who was now offering to show her how to order from the menu. The girl's eyes lit up at that, liking the idea of ordering food after their pizza had been fucked up. "Okay, I'm starving because Rylan got our pizza screwed up, so I want pretty much everything you guys ordered," Bee easily shared, not caring if it sounded like she was rambling. She was getting hangry at this point, though it was kind of hard to be angry when she'd just had mind blowing sex with Rylan. Before either she or Hyun could progress much further than that, however, a waitress approached. The sight of her tray full of food drew Blaire's eyes away from Hyun and to her, just in time to witness her feet slide out from under her. Bee's eyes widened as the disaster unfolded, only for Rylan to jump to his feet and grab her wrists before she could fall over completely. Of course, that didn't wind up going smoothly either. In a matter of seconds, Rylan was flat on his back, the waitress on top of him with his face right in her boobs. Oh Jesus. Funny to think that had been them hardly an hour ago. For a moment, Blaire sat frozen in her seat, wondering what to do, before the giggles started. Unable to hold them back, she began to full on laugh, slowly moving to her feet and heading towards the unlucky couple. Once she reached them, the blonde girl held out her hand for the waitress to take, pure amusement in her eyes. "He likes to stick his face in girls' boobs apparently," she stated, the girl taking her hand before Bee hauled her back to her feet. Smirking down at Rylan, she then held out her hand for him. "Don't you?"[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]mood ; "his face is literally in her boobs."[/div][/div][/div][/div]
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Location: In Lee Chick-ee
Mentions: yousmelldead yousmelldead [Quinn + Rylan] + sereiin sereiin [Blaire]
Outfit: click me
Korean BBQ: NOM NOM NOM

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What happened before him could only be described as some scene out of a k-drama. Seriously. Hyun was beginning to think he was living in the Truman show with all the misfortune and awkward situations he was getting himself into today (and well, throughout his whole life too). As Rylan and Ji-Hoon collided with the poor girl landing on top of the older male, her chest right in his face, all Hyun could do was sit there, mouth hung agape and his eyes wide. How the hell did that even happen?!

It took him a moment or two for his brain to actually start working again, having to shake his head lightly, and begin woken from his daze with the blonde-haired girl next to him rushing to Ji-Hoonโ€™s aid. Right. He was technically Ji-Hoonโ€™s boss. He probably should do something about that, right? Still in a somewhat state of shock, Hyun rose from his seat and helped the poor girl up with the help of Blaire. โ€œAre you okay?โ€ he asked her in Korean, brushing his hands on her shoulders to ensure that she didnโ€™t get any meat or mess on her.

โ€œI-i-i-Iโ€™m fine,โ€ she stuttered over her words, nodding furiously in a state of embarrassment. Ji-Hoon pushed her hair out of her eyes before slowly looking up at her boss. A light blush spread across her face as she gazed up at the caring manager. โ€œIโ€™m fine Dong-Hyun-ssi. Iโ€™ll get this cleaned up straight away.โ€

Hyun shook his head โ€œNo, no, no. Sit down,โ€ he instructed her, guiding her by the elbow and leading her to sit down on the chair he had been sitting on. โ€œRelax and wait for the adrenalin to wear off, and then weโ€™ll see if youโ€™re hurt. Iโ€™ll clean this up. Itโ€™s okay, honestly.โ€ The blush on Ji-Hoonโ€™s face only grew darker as she slowly nodded and took the seat, which he instructed her to sit on. The girl, who was only a few months shy of Hyunโ€™s age, watched as Hyun turned around and began to pick up the pieces of meat off the floor by placing them onto the tray once more. His Appa made a return, having heard the sound of the tray smacking the pavement floor, to see what had happened. After an exchange in their native tongue, the older male was off again in search for the mop to clean up the meat juices.

Ji-Hoon sighed softly, feeling a warmth in her chest knowing that her boss had been so concerned for her wellbeing. A small, bashful smile fell onto her face as she watched him squat down to pick up the pieces. However, there was something that was irking her. Slowly, she turned her direction to the other girl who was sitting at the table. Oh, thatโ€™s right! Hyun was here with another girl. Automatically, that warm feeling that made her head dizzy and her heart flutter were now replaced with a burning desire of jealousy. โ€œOh uhโ€ฆ Dong-Hyun uhhโ€ฆ good bossโ€ she said to Quinn, slaughtering her English sentence. After all, she had only moved to America last year. โ€œUhโ€ฆ I uhโ€ฆ am Ji-Hoon.โ€ The girl introduced herself, placing a hand upon her chest with a soft smile. She quickly turned her gaze back to Hyun to see how his progress was going โ€“ only to catch him gazing towards her for a moment (he had heard her speaking to Quinn and had been curious to what Quinn was going to respond). She felt her face burn up, causing her to turn back to the other girl and clearing her throat. โ€œUhh, first time in Korean barbeque, yes?โ€





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CHAPTER TWO:
ONE MONTH LATER
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heart hurts
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Quinn stared at the large glass windows to one of the many rather expensive stores that she had the 'pleasure' of going into. How did people even afford this type of stuff? Her clothes usually came from thrift stores and she doctored them up by cutting holes in things with 99 cent scissors. The blonde's dark gaze moved to the price tag hanging off a shirt that clung too tightly to a mannequin. Forty-seven dollars, for a fucking shirt. Brown eyes drifted towards the blonde beside her before moving back to the windows. Of course Blaire would be able to afford this crap, she was a stripper right? Bartender....waitress...something along those lines.

It wasn't that Quinn hated Blaire because that wasn't the case at all. Quinn was just overly protective of her brother. Sure, Rylan was an asshole and he usually treated woman like a doormat but Blaire seemed to be different. Blaire hadn't been another one of Rylan's quick lays, she had actually been around more than any other girl that Rylan had his sights on. That in itself was terrifying.

"I don't understand how people can spend this type of money on something so stupid like clothes.", she stated as she pulled the phone from her pocket to see if she had any notifications. The blonde sighed, pressing the phone back into her pocket as she stared at Blaire. Of course she wasn't going to have any notifications. She was in a new city, with a new life, with only one friend and that said friend still hadn't asked her for her phone number. Maybe Hyun didn't even want her phone number? Shut the fuck up Quinn before you analyze this way too far.

mood: "this is so dumb."
outfit: i dressed myself
location: westfield century city mall
interactions: blaire
mentions: hyun and rylan
tags: sereiin sereiin weldherwings weldherwings


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location: westfield century city mall.
mentions: rylan & quinn & hyun.
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[div class=title]blaire amherst ; the waitress[/div] [div class=quote]โ my theme song will forever be 'king' by saint phnx. โž[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Blaire was, for lack of a better word, in heaven. Shopping was like a damn sport for her, in the best possible way. But it was clear Quinn felt very differently. As the two girls explored the store they were currently in, Bee caught sight of the other blonde looking at a cute little shirt clinging to the torso of a mannequin. But when Quinn's eyes saw the price, they widened in a way that had Blaire snickering to herself. Seeing the girl's reactions to every price tag she laid eyes on was almost better than the shopping itself. Almost. Being practically forced to hang out with Quinn wasn't as bad as Bee had originally anticipated. Truthfully, she hadn't actually expected to hang out with her at all, but spending more time with Rylan over the past month meant seeing his sister rather often. And, well, they were supposed to be bonding today in order to get to know each other better. So far, it probably wasn't going as well as Rylan would have hoped. When the other blonde spoke up, Blaire glanced over at her from where she was standing going through a rack of jean jackets. "What? You prefer running around naked everywhere?" She teased, laughing at the look on Quinn's face. It was official; Quinn's comments were just as good as the shopping. For a few moments, Bee busied herself trying to find a cute denim jacket, but then gave up with a huff and glanced back to Rylan's sister, only to find her staring at her already. Quirking a brow, the blonde wandered over and smirked. "C'mon, let's find you an outfit that'll make Hyun faint," she exclaimed, reaching out to grab Quinn's hand and then dragging her over to another section in the store, one that seemed to be filled with jeans, shorts, skirts, and some nice shirts. When Blaire's eyes landed on a pretty pale blue tank top, she grinned. "Oh! Try this on, Quinn," she said excitedly, finding the girl's size before grabbing the shirt and holding it out for her. Then she noticed a pair of black jean shorts, causing her to smirk and grab those, too. "Okay, perfect. Go try these on," she ordered Quinn, flashing the younger girl a bright smile as she held out the clothes for her again.[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]mood ; "apparently someone doesn't like shopping."[/div][/div][/div][/div]
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[div class="scroll"] The last few weeks had been a bit busy.

Business had picked up once again as the warmer weather was slowly approaching once more. This meant longer hours at the restaurant (well, spending almost twelve hours at a time there, making sure that the orders were getting done and they were running smoothly throughout the night time shift). Not to mention his Volleyball team was making its way through the local tournament which meant if they won this one, they would be able to do some out of town games and hopefully, eventually, win a state tournament. However, with that in mind, it meant that practice was becoming more invasive on his personal social life (haha, that was funny. He couldnโ€™t remember the last time he had a โ€˜social lifeโ€™).

Which meant he didnโ€™t see Quinn as much as he hoped.

There were days where he was lucky enough to catch her walking to the bus stop and taking the same bus as him, or just walking up and down the stairs to the apartments after coming home from somewhere or taking the trash out. Of course he wanted to spend more time with her. He wanted to catch up with Quinn outside the bus or the apartments butโ€ฆ he was yet to find that confidence in him to ask her if she wanted to go out for more Korean barbeque or to even go for a simple walk around the park together just to talk. Hell, he didnโ€™t even have her phone number yet! He thought it would way too straight forward โ€“ and what if she told him that she wasnโ€™t interested in that sort of way? It would just make him feel like a complete loser. Of course, he found her social media and gave it a little bit of a stalk. But after ten minutes, he felt like he was being a downright creep and decided to halt his efforts in trying to find out who Quinn was. Instead, he needed to actually talk to her like a human being would do.

And here he thought that it was the easiest thing in the world to do.

Every time he got the encouragement to go over and knock on her door, something just made him chicken out. But not today. Oh, no. Todayโ€ฆ he was going to become a man. Not in that way. But in the sense of he was going to pretend to have this confidence and go straight for it โ€“ ask for her number and tell her that he would like to beโ€ฆ friends. Yes. Friends. Becauseโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆ if she liked him, she wouldโ€™ve said something by now, wouldnโ€™t she? Thatโ€™s how it all worked, right? So, here he stood, in front of the apartment complex. Hyun allowed a petrified exhale of breath slip past his lips before he raised his closed fist and knocked on the door.

Oh man. Hyun felt like he was going to piss his pants. Was it too late to run away? Could he pretend to do a ding-dong-ditch situation? Before his feet could turn to allow him to run for his life, he heard the sound of footsteps on the other side of the doorโ€ฆ Slowly approaching the apartment door. Hyun was left shell shocked. His body became numb and he had no idea what to do. He justโ€ฆ. He couldnโ€™t move. At all. His mind was screaming for him to move, but his body wasnโ€™t listening.

Ah man. This was how he was going to die, wasnโ€™t it?
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[class=pheebs] position: relative; box-sizing: border-box; width: 550px; height: 400px; background: url(https://imgur.com/FIOZGfa.jpg); overflow: hidden; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding: 0; [/class][class=text] position: relative; overflow: auto; width: 240px; height: 227px; font-size: 12px; font-family: avenir; line-height: 16px; color: #707070; padding: 8px; text-align: justify; [/class][class=textcontainer] position: absolute; overflow: hidden; width: 240px; height: 227px; left: 227px; top: 130px; [/class] [div class=pheebs] [div class=textcontainer][div class=text] It had been about a month since he had first laid eyes on the beautiful blonde he knew as Blaire. It had also been a month since he came face first in a pair of boobs in front of said beautiful blonde. LA was crazy, man.

Rylan pressed the back of his head against the couch cushion as he brought the rim of the beer bottle to his lips. He had sent Blaire on a mission to bond with Quinn for the day and well it was going to go one of two ways. Either they would come back friends or they would be mortal enemies. He still wasn't sure which one he preferred. The brunette took a swig of the bottle, his dark gaze planted on the TV across the room. He had the day off and he planned on doing nothing but drinking beer, eating pizza without fruit on it, and watching reality tv shows in his boxer briefs. It was going to be an epic day.

Blaire had been spending a significant amount of time over at his apartment, not enough to completely overwhelm the brunette but just enough to where he felt comfortable. Quinn pretty much barricaded herself in her room which was normal for the girl since that was all she did when they were living back in Ohio with their parents. He had to give it to his sister though, she was smart enough to always announce her entrance any time she was leaving her room. Quinn was probably sick of seeing him running around half naked, which is normal considering that he was her brother. To be fair, this was Rylan's apartment. Quinn should just be grateful that he let her stay there rent free.

The brunette eyed the small clock beside the tv, moving his gaze back to the screen quickly. Blaire and Quinn hadn't even been gone for that long. Two hours tops, so why had it felt like he was by himself forever? Normally Rylan was completely okay with being by himself but whenever Blaire was around the two ended up---well they ended up together.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Rylan snapped his eyes open from their closed position as he moved his gaze to the door. Who the fuck was at his door? The brunette groaned, gaze falling to his lap for a moment. When had his hand snuck under his boxers? Fucking christ, Blaire was making his crazy. Quickly retrieving his hand from behind his waistband, Rylan stood from the couch and headed to the door. "I'm coming!", he shouted as he sighed knowing that he would have actually been coming if the asshole from behind the door didn't knock on it.

Without hesitating Rylan flung the door open, his body jerking slightly to the cool air hitting his almost bare body. The brunette stared down at the dark haired boy, his head cocking to the side slightly as his eyebrows scrunched together. "Well, this is a surprise." Rylan grinned as he reached his hand out to press against Hyun's right shoulder. "Where have you been Han?!" His name was Han right? Quinn had been moping around because the kid hadn't given her his phone number or asked for her. Rylan figured it was because the kid was gay. No shame bro, no shame.

"Oh this will be great! Quinn and Bee are out doing whatever the fuck girls do together. We can have a bro day." Rylan jerked Hyun into the apartment before the other could decline the invitation for the bro day.

MOOD: "bro day!"
LOCATION: his apartment
OUTFIT: boxer briefs
MENTIONS: Quinn and Blaire
INTERACTIONS: Han Solo
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