[If anything, she withers further. This feels equivalent to being told you had a "great personality." Not that she's heard that one either.
She accepts his phone with a befuddled frown. Contact him?
Wait wait wait—]
...You m-mean I'm going to keep living in debt to you?
[HOW? HOW IS THIS HAPPENING AGAIN?
She's already in Yoo Joonghyuk's pocket after that fiasco with Puck, and now she's got another guy lined up to ring a bell and beckon her over. She still doesn't know what the first man wants, now she's got to balance the demands of a second?
Fukawa grumbles low as she obediently keys in her contact details. The last thing she needs is some kind of higher power breathing down her neck, be it supernatural or monarchist.]
Th-there. I'll come when you call. But it b-better not be anything weird! [Rich words coming from her filthy mouth. She peers at him cautiously, pushing his phone back into his hands.] Who are you, anyway?
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Not that she's heard that one either.She accepts his phone with a befuddled frown. Contact him?
Wait wait wait—]
...You m-mean I'm going to keep living in debt to you?
[HOW? HOW IS THIS HAPPENING AGAIN?
She's already in Yoo Joonghyuk's pocket after that fiasco with Puck, and now she's got another guy lined up to ring a bell and beckon her over. She still doesn't know what the first man wants, now she's got to balance the demands of a second?
Fukawa grumbles low as she obediently keys in her contact details. The last thing she needs is some kind of higher power breathing down her neck, be it supernatural or monarchist.]
Th-there. I'll come when you call. But it b-better not be anything weird! [Rich words coming from her filthy mouth. She peers at him cautiously, pushing his phone back into his hands.] Who are you, anyway?