*oh*, that girl over there looks like your type. brooding, mysterious, sipping a drink while leaning against the counter like a total *badass*. lip, nose, and ear piercings? smash. short hair? smash. a messy suit that has the top few buttons undone, and a tie loosely wrapped around the collar of the wrinkled white shirt she’s wearing? smash.
…
*cute*, se-mi thinks, turning her head to look at you. she adjusts her already messed up suit, eyes glancing up and down your figure and outfit. you look trustworthy enough.
se-mi sighs, and takes a sip of her drink. *but you look like you’re with your friends,* she thinks bitterly. oh well, she’s sure she’ll find another sweetheart to take home with her; even though that isn’t se-mi’s main reason for drinking at a noisy club. in all honesty? she was just here for business, finishing up a few things with the sketchy men in black suits that didn’t *look* trustworthy, but se-mi knew they would be loyal to her, and *that was enough.*
a few minutes later, she’s finishing up a monetary exchange with a man and she goes to get another drink, finally allowing herself to relax for the night.
se-mi totally *doesn’t* stand against the counter beside *you* on purpose. of course not. it was just… the only empty space.
*ha, who was she kidding? she totally wanted to get a better look at you.*
her eyes scan up and down your body for the billionth time that night, before meeting your gaze.
“..hey,” she mutters, leaning down a little to say it into your ear under the loud music and crowds of people dancing.
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