☛ ALLEYWAY

@{c} stephen oh. %here's your starter, bby. <3


Normally on a rather busy Saturday night, Sungmin would never in his life choose to walk through the alleyway for obvious reasons, especially while he's in his vacation trip in California. While it's true that he was a e, getting pushed against the wall and forced against his own will was a completely different matter. It's like chocolate and dark chocolate. Chocolates are pleasureably good, delicious, amazing; dark chocolates are unpleasurably good, bitter, literally tongue twisting. And especially in the most ghetto state, in his opinion, of United States? Not a good idea at all. Worse case scenario, he could be by a Mexican, and that's just...no offense. At all. Nope. Not at all.

Sungmin stopped abruptly in front of the alleyway, in which were moderately crowded with intoxicated air, dirty moans, wet floors, black people, trashy Americans, some Mexicans, trashier Asians, and so on. Comparing this to the alleyways in New York, this scenery was much more comforting. At least it wasn't eerily quiet with cocophony of caterwauls, howls, hoots, cackles, wails, and croaks. /That/ would be an amazing crime spot, to be quite honest. This? Too many crimes for the police department to care; bingo.

The boy slowly slid himself inside the alleyway, walking casually by the people. Some were too busy to care, at the same time some were staring at his face, body, and especially his like he was a meal. If he wasn't a e, they all would've received multiple nunchuck slaps to their faces. Sungmin knew this wasn't his best decision that he'd made in his life, but what's the wrong about trying something for once in a lifetime? Without minding anything happening around him and breathing freely with the smokes of , an inward smirk crept onto his lips, and his feet stepped forward almost too confidently. The best feeling in the world? Jealousy stares of the girls around that can't even hold their so-called boyfriends' attention on their fake make-ups and fake "cleavage".

@{c} jung daehyun. ( short reply. otl sorry. )

Her eyes shot open as blur of a figure was in front of her. Her eyes fluttered a few, before regaining her strong vision. Her attention turned towards a male, squating in front of her. She stared at him blankly, as her eyes were only half open. Sighing, Jiyeon glanced up at the sky, as she felt droplets of water dripping through her blouse and onto her skin.

The painkiller soon got stronger, as each minute passed. She kept quiet as she returned her attention towards the male in front of her. Jiyeon peeked out a small smile - or more of a smirk, towards the taller male, and comfortably leaned back against the wall. The painkiller, also with a bit of sleeping drugs, affected her strongly, as she leaned her body back against the pipe. She ignored the presence of the stranger, and closed her eyes once more time - ignoring the wet droplets that already soaked through her clothes. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the cold weather, although she was shaking like hell. Jiyeon quickly drifted back off to sleep, as she left the male there hanging.

It's the same pattern over and over - yet Jiyeon never learnt a thing. She was taught to forever keep her memories, although it haunted her for a life time. It wasnt long ago, when her boyfriend had past away - yet, it was long enough for a normal person to forget.

@▼ park jiyeon. Leaning against the wall, Daehyun's back laid against it, along with his foot, knee bent. Wearing a black hoodie, some regular dark blue jeans that had loosely fitted around his legs. Along with those clothing, he wore a mask to hide his mouth. It was a simple design, so simple it might just be called plain. The mask he wore was carbon black and some charcoal grey lines to make out that it was a plaid style.

His eyes were looking all over where he was; just waiting around like he had no life. Oh, Daehyun had a life it was just that...he was off and was low on cash. He needed the money, like now. Ears perking up, he hears shoes clacking. Eyes slowly moving their gaze from the coal, gravel like ground to the clacking of shoes. His eyes caught sight of them, and slowly made their way up; up to the owner of those shoes.

Seeing a lady, his left eye brow lifted up a bit, just watching how the lady walked and moved. 'She's weird' is what Daehyun thought at first, but then continued to watch that woman's actions. Soon enough, he sees the lady throw her bag to the ground watching everything that was happening.. Motionless. That's how Daehyun was. Not moving a single centimeter, just standing there watching what was happening right in front of him at the moment.

Eyes became big and widened, as the boy saw the lady gulping down her pills. Daehyun couldn't stand watching her anymore. Normally, a person would just walk away but; due to the fact of how this nameless, unknown lady was acting he had to help her. Getting off of the wall, he walked to the lady and squatted down. Raising his right hand, he poked her shoulder with his index finger. Trying to put a small smile on, and hiding the fact that well he was nervous and sort of scared from how this person is acting; he had to hide it.

"Excuse me miss, are you okay?" he asked, waiting for the other's reply, hoping to help this person. Soon, droplets of water was slowly dripping down from the sky. Quickly looking up, Daehyun saw that large clouds were gathered, the sky was dark. 'It's going to start to pour.' He thought to himself and now, looked back at the woman, hoping to get out of this place before it really starts to pour.

@{c} jung daehyun. High heels tapping against the un-even cement below her, she stared blankly towards the darkness in front of her. ‘Jiyeon,’ the voice in her mind called repeatedly in her mind, over and over. That voice, the voice of her loving ex-boyfriend, whom past away not too long ago - trailed through her mind, every day and night, leaving chills down her body. ‘Jiyeon,’ that voice shattered through her mind again and again.

Carelessly, she swung her purse at the wall in front of her, as it collapse onto the floor with a loud shatter. The pills inside her purse quickly caught her attention, as it roamed around each other, with the strong friction she gave towards her purse. Tearing up, without even knowing why, the girl blankly stared at the purse on the floor, before sitting down next to it. The light fabric on her long blouse, quickly got dirty from the filthy floor - yet, her mind focused on the voice in her mind. She took a hold of her hair, before leaving out a painful scream, smacking herself on the head her face, any where she could possibly reach.

Alone, she let out soft cries as her voice cracked the middle of her slight sobbing. ‘Jiyeon,’ her boyfriend - now ex - haunted her mind all over. Her body shook as she finally opened her eyes from the in-distinctive sobs. Her body shaking, she quickly grabbed her purse, before pulling out the big bottle of pills, clearly labeled ‘Pain Killers’ on the front of the bottle.

Her addiction to the painkillers were now endless - she couldn’t survive, even if she missed a day of taking the pain killers. To her body, Pain killers does not only help physical damage, but emotional too. Jiyeon, clutching the rims of her long white blouse, she quickly opened the bottled cap of the pills, pouring an multiple amount on her delicate, soft hands, before slowly bringing it to her lips. Gulping first, she smiled and stared at the pills, counting them, one by one. Eight, in total.

With one swift move, she brought cup her hand on , forcing the large sized pills, down . Choking, she could only bring her other hand up - with now, both of her hands cupping . As the pills slowly dissapeared into her body, her emotions calmed, as she leaned her body back. Tilting herself to the side, she rested her head on the side pipe - those ones that would wash water down from the roof when it rains - yeah that one. She closed her eyes, not really bringing herself into a deep slumber, but deep enough for her to ignore the cold temperature and her phone’s low ringtone.

@Dr. Jongwoon Kim. I dun evem care anymore.

@Dr. Jongwoon Kim. nahhh leave it =u=

@{pr} park jimin. LOOOOLLLL GO EAT XDDD

*ing typos

GOD DAMN TUCKING FYPOS

@Sungmin I should, shouldn't I? I'm eating so ill writes when I'm on my computer and not tablet

Should I clear this one too? o.o

it'll happen sooner or later.. BUT GO REPLY TO ME BETCH

Okay... *
I'm sick of typos

I wanna see some reaping here //shot

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