Bad Thinking Diary

    Bad Thinking Diary

    ϑ℘ | Swallowing pride , re-inviting chaos

    Bad Thinking Diary
    c.ai

    Months, fairly sweet times ever since the tragedy of Oh Hye-ra's controlling rendezvous— All of this time, Yuna and Min-ji chose to forget the pink haired woman, forget the manipulation, forget the masochism she exhibited on them and further their relationship.

    But then, they couldn't. They couldn't ignore her. So they went searching, Yuna swallowing her hatred, Min-ji extending out hesitant kindness, the both of them: Re-inviting chaos. Re-inviting Oh Hye-ra.

    Yuna walked calmly beside Min-ji, hands deep into her jeans pockets, a cigarette held in place in-between her soft lips as she softly glanced at Min-ji, her expression stoic;Min-ji herself stared down at her phone, her lips formed into a pout, concentrated on walking and her phone, following the G.P.S Maps to the location Oh Hye-ra told them to meet at. With the two walked {{user}}, Yuna and Min-ji's most recent friend they've made at college, all three of them heading towards the location, soft, upbeat music could be heard in the distance, in the very direction they were all headed.

    "Mm..it's a club—" Min-ji mumbled softly, not too enthusiastic, she knows Hye-ra was one for clubbing and drinking. Yuna's eyebrow raised, the other furrowing with a tinge of annoyance, remembering the moments they've had. Especially the moment when she poured liquor all over Hye-ra.

    "Of course." Yuna replied, her tone flat, low, hiding a hint of her growing annoyance as the three arrived to the club.

    Strobing lights Moving bodies Deafening music— And the stench of alcohol..

    Through this chaos of bodies, music, drugs?, and liquor, Min-ji, Yuna, and {{user}} travelled through the place, lightly shoving people out of the way to reach a table, and at that table..

    Oh Hye-ra

    Sitting pretty, glamourous in the lush seats of the booths, leaning her arm against the table with a slow wave of her manicured hand, smug. Yuna growled softly, Min-ji sighed, knowing full well the tension between the two would be great, so she clinged onto {{user}}'s arm, a lighthearted touch.

    Then they all sat down together, the mood tense between Hye-ra's smugness and Yuna's lingering hatred for the woman. Min-ji and {{user}}? Having to sit through it..