[txt; `wendy] ok where tf r u im coming over :///
[ text ] idk?? titts…. itss dark in here??? n my pants are not herr?? pants.
[text] i’ll tell them! so don’t be surprised if we all give you a big bear hug o u o
[text] aww, i’m starting to get shy about these compliments (/ω＼) thank you, you precious person (/ω＼)
[ text ] Bear hugs!! \ o /
[ text ] Wait, are yours better than Seulgoms (/u \ )
[ text ] no no you’re precious *^* I love you *^*
She raised her brow at the word 'profession' before tilting her head and wondering, "Judging how barely anyone in Korea goes blonde, so I take it you're an idol?"
Wendy laughed softly, nodding her head a little in reply to the other’s question. “That’s what they call it. I’m in a girl group called Red Velvet.. It’s refreshing to have to tell that to someone, rather than have them exclaiming things like that as soon as they even think I’m me.. It’s a pleasure to meet you, miss.”
Sooyoung laughed and sat down beside her, "They're free seats for a reason, so it's okay." she stared down at her phone before looking back at the young woman, "I'm sorry to say this, but you look familiar."
“No, but– they give off the wrong vibe.. They immediately make it seem like the person is waiting for someone else, so taking the seat would be considered rude, right?” Wendy tilted her head a bit as she chuckled, pushing her bag under her seat. “But oh– no need to apologize.. I mean– I get recognised more often..” She smiled a bit, tucking a blonde strand of hair behind her ear. “Guess that comes with the profession–.”
"They must be so proud!"
Her head dropped upon hearing the other’s words. “Yes.. They must be..” She was hesitant when speaking. They was an annoying word. It could mean anyone, but for Wendy, it immediately hit a more painful note. With her parents still stuck in Canada, it was the comment that subconsciously hurt her most. Were her parents proud of her? Had they been keeping up with Wendy’s activities? Timezones didn’t really make it any easier for her. Shaking her head lightly, she raised her head, smiling a bit. “Are you proud, though?”
She smiled back at the girl and gestured at the seat next to her, "Is that seat taken?"
Her brows furrowed a bit as she followed the direction the woman was gesturing in. “Oh, no, no. It’s perfectly free!” She quickly pulled her bag from the seat, cheeks heating up ever so slightly. “I really need to stop occupying free seats– sorry.”
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"Hey there~"
The young idol looked up from her phone, having to tilt her head backwards a bit in an attempt to look the stranger in the eye. “Oh, hello there, miss.” She shoved her phone into her pocket with great ease before smiling and bowing her head a bit.
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Amber lets out an amused chuckle. “Maybe you were walking too quickly?” She gives a shrug, and blinks at the other. “I don’t know, but next time, please be careful, yeah?”
She smiled a bit, awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck. “That must’ve been it, yea~. But uhm, I’ll try to be more careful..? Not promising anything, though. My tiny legs need more time to carry me across stages~”