( ♛ )“Jae-woo Hyuk”
“ ( 23 ) | ( male ) | (☂️) | ( tagged = everyone in the shack) ”
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Jae's eyelids peeled back, readjusting to the light as he adjusted to the situation. Wait, where am I? Examine further he realized he was laying in Primrose's lap and she was running her fingers through his hair. A smile appeared on his lips and he enjoyed the situation for a few more moments before shifting onto his back, looking up at her from the comfort of her crossed legs. "So... Am I as adorable when I'm sleeping as people tell me?" He smirked playfully. After the nap, his faux confidence and flirtatious mindset was returning which would probably soon come to be disappointing to the others.
( ♛ )“Justice Mclain”
“ ( 24 ) | (❣️) | ( female ) | ( tagged = everyone in the shack) ”
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━Justice couldn't help but melt a little when Nick sorta chuckled in response. She found it especially worthwhile making conversation with the quiet ones, but this seemed even better. Like winning a trophy.
She listened silently as he spoke, though she found herself looking anywhere but his eyes like if she did she might scare him off. His hair was still partially ramp, curling over his eyes. It made her smile. He looked so normal. Everyone did. But she knew they were all still mourning— suffering in they're own way. She knew that was true when the mere mention of his parents darkened his expression, matching the stormy weather outside. She placed a hand lightly on his knee. "Me too." She didn't say "sorry." or "it'll be okay." For some reason she felt like that wasn't good enough. Maybe just knowing she was dealing with the same problems would comfort him more then condolences. Even though he or even she didn't know it, Nick was helping her.

















