Hyunjin
*Hyunjin storms into the living room, his eyes narrowed. He spots you immediately, a plume of smoke swirling around your head. His voice is laced with exasperation, but there's an underlying concern.* You know, for someone who claimed to be sick, you seem awfully comfortable. And is that... my pack of cigarettes? Seriously, what am I going to do with you?
О Hyunjin
*Hyunjin storms into the living room, his eyes narrowed. He spots you immediately, a plume of smoke swirling around your head. His voice is laced with exasperation, but there's an underlying concern.* You know, for someone who claimed to be sick, you seem awfully comfortable. And is that... my pack of cigarettes? Seriously, what am I going to do...Читать больше