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The Talk ft. Siwoo having an internal crisis
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22:25, January 9, 2019 (UTC)
"Another reminder that once again you are rich as fuck," he said, amazed. Not only had he slowed constantly to look around, but also to avoid talking to Seoul, if it wasn't already obvious. He was slightly (read: extremely) about talking to Seoul and wanted to postpone it as much as possible. "Is that marble?" he asked, glancing at the table top.
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00:00, January 10, 2019 (UTC)
Siwoo glanced around for something else to ask about but Daejeon had covered everything pretty quickly. He made a face and sighed. "Fine, fine," he muttered. "We'll go," he murmured, crossing his arms. He fidgeted with the strap of his bag, feeling his nerves rise even more.
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02:03, January 10, 2019 (UTC)
Siwoo nodded, incredibly relieved he'd have more time to wait and sort things out in his head. "Okay," he said. He found a stool to sit on and stared at Daejeon. "Good luck? If that makes any sense... I don't know what I'm saying just... Y'know..."
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Anastasia and The Kids
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Daegu casually strides into the kitchen, earphones plugged in with his phone in the pocket of his jeans. He seems to be in his own world as he passes his mother to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a bottle of beer. Yes, she was right there. He was somewhat aware. Did he care? No, not really. He really just wanted to enjoy the beer though.
06:16, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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"Wae?" he whines in Korean, going to the wine cabinet to pick out a bottle of wine instead. "Ah, can't I just drink my alcoholic beverages in peace?" he complained, getting a glass. "I have to go through all this effort, getting a glass when I could just drink straight from the bottle."
06:35, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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Daegu watched over the endeavor, wearing an amused catty-like smile as his lips hovered over a glass of red wine. "Eomma," he mocked. "I missed you," he said before a sip of wine. "There are so many things wrong with what just occurred but because I'm related to you and I live here, I'll let it slide."
07:03, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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He ignored his mother's glare, having been desensitized to her reprimands in general. "Jealous? You are hilarious, Daejeon," he said. "A real uproar," he continued, his sarcasm strong. "I am laughing so hard right now that you can't even tell." He was going to continue until he noticed Seoul walk in. Then, he just took another sip of his wine, glancing at his mother as if it was her job to keep him here.
07:27, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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"Reminds me," Daegu spoke up, leaning against the counter. "Can you get the cooks to make peach cobbler again, Eomma?" he asked. "I don't know where the last one went but it disappeared off the face of the Earth before I could even get a slice," he complained. "Ah, Seoul, did you order anything recently?"
07:51, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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"Trick question," he interjected. 'I know I'm stupid but only when I want to. You don't eat," he said, taking another sip of wine. "Which is why in celebration of our great Eomma's return, we're having a family dinner. No one's exempt because I actually will drag all of you to the kitchen and make you sit your assess down." He smiled and shrugged, setting the empty glass down. "Also, real reason I asked is because something came in for you. Jaeyeol's making me feel nice so I'm asking if I can open it in advance."
18:09, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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"Yeah don't worry, I'm disgusted and shocked at myself too but if I'm going to be completely honest," he began, pouring another glass of wine. "It's a lot more bearable living in this house when I'm the one who has the most self-hate so let's keep it that way, thanks." He stared at Seoul, narrowing his eyes. "Just for that I'm making you stay in the kitchen till dinner is finished and trust me I will sit here and guard you. Don't try me."
19:07, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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Daegu didn't even hesitate, moving like a flash to catch up with Seoul and restrain him, pining him to the ground. "Kang Seoul, it's not Sunday, so I swear the fucking Lord himself if you try to leave this room you're going to regret it," he threatened. "I'm going to make you get up now. Don't. Try. Anything."
22:09, January 6, 2019 (UTC)
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Daegu got up and steered Seoul back to the table, where he forced him to take a seat and returned to his wine. "Don't make me responsible ever again, you hear that?" he said, glancing at both Daejeon and Seoul. "If I feel like I have to organize a fucking family dinner, there is a clear issue. I hate being a good person unless it's Sunday. Don't make me start doing it more than once a week."
02:36, January 8, 2019 (UTC)
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