He leant forward, looking once to the left down the street, and right down the street, before grabbing Joon and pulling him inside the apartment, closing the door behind him.
" D̷o̷n̷'̷t̷ ̷w̷a̷v̷e̷ ̷m̷o̷n̷e̷y̷ ̷a̷r̷o̷u̷n̷d̷ ̷o̷u̷t̷s̷i̷d̷e̷,̷ ̷j̷u̷s̷t̷ ̷l̷e̷a̷v̷e̷ ̷i̷t̷ ̷o̷n̷ —>
“I don’t think she wants to see me. Do you think you could give it to her, on my behalf? Please..?”
He asked, looking in his eyes for a short moment then looking downwards. It was odd for the artist to avoid the twilight’s eyes when he adamantly lost himself in them.
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Nic's expression changed to that of stern, looking from Joon, down to the envelope, then back up at Joon.
" Y̷o̷u̷ ̷s̷h̷o̷u̷l̷d̷ ̷b̷e̷ ̷h̷a̷n̷d̷i̷n̷g̷ ̷t̷h̷a̷t̷ ̷t̷o̷ ̷A̷l̷e̷x̷,̷ ̷n̷o̷t̷ ̷m̷e̷.̷"
He replied after a long silence, leaning against the door frame, arms crossed.
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— is only 150 of the six hundred that was owed. The artist glanced at the envelope then to Nic, hoping it was accepted.
The Twilight stares blankly down from the open door to Joon before him, enervated as ever.
He doesn't say anything to him, not even to ask why he was here.
Almost as if he had been watching Joon approach from the window, the Twilight opened the door the very moment Joom had knocked on it.
Carrying a brown paper bag in one hand, he looked down with a raised eyebrow at the younger's presence, having not actually expected him to be +
Approaching Benriya with an envelope in hand, and his hoodie over his head. He leaned down the leave the envelope at the door then thought against it and knocked on the door instead.
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