❛ Soomin - Sophie - Cho ❜
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Who am I? | I'm feeling Stealthy | I'm speaking to Matilda(via text) | Where am I? Crimson rose cafe | What am I wearing? Being cute?
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It was a nice day to continue exploring the city, especially with the aftermath of one of the cheesiest holidays that had just passed. Some restaurants still kept some of their Valentines day special items from the menu and with the place being filled last evening, she still wanted to get something for her social media. The internet was what kept her running, at least for now.
After taking a few pictures of her orders and posting them with the relevant tags, she sat on the booth by herself, swinging her legs while savoring the cream off of one of the deserts she got herself. She couldn't help but think about what her friend Matilda could be up to. They might have ended their friendship on a fatal misunderstanding, but Soomin was still in the impression she did nothing wrong. But how could she go around from having her hacker friend block her?
"Maybe, I'll have to draw you out of hiding." she'd state to herself, pulling the spoon from between her lips to take another bite before she tapped her phone a few times and sank closer to it so she could focus.
A smirk played on her lips as she straightened up. She might have not been as skilled as the other, but there wasn't anything she couldn't get. That was sure something Soomin prided herself in, she could do anything she set her mind to, even if it meant dropping a part of her integrity. Just like that, she got a quick ping on her phone.
"No way." Soomin responded, "I managed to find you didn't I?" she'd text with a playful smirk.
The woman sighed, taking another scoop off of her desert. What were the odds of Matilda hating her still? She didn't expect her to forgive her easily, but she still hoped for her to cut her some slack. Both the girls were double crossed, both the girls could have been turned in for the same sentence and since they crossed 18, neither would have had it easier than the other. Oh well, there wasn't much she could do, besides look for something better to do with her time here. Maybe apply for a real job than just live through sponsorships?
Sinking into her booth, the woman browsed through the website she used to lure her hacker friend, for some oddball jobs that could help her set her footing right in this city's less legal side.
Little did she know that thanks to her attempt to lure out her friend, she had put her at risk of being caught for some petty crime she was in the process of. Surely, the other thought of Soomin a valuable friend enough to let her cloud her mind enough for her to slip and everyone knows what happens when a hacker slips.
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Who am I? | I'm feeling Stealthy | I'm speaking to Matilda(via text) | Where am I? Crimson rose cafe | What am I wearing? Being cute?
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It was a nice day to continue exploring the city, especially with the aftermath of one of the cheesiest holidays that had just passed. Some restaurants still kept some of their Valentines day special items from the menu and with the place being filled last evening, she still wanted to get something for her social media. The internet was what kept her running, at least for now.
After taking a few pictures of her orders and posting them with the relevant tags, she sat on the booth by herself, swinging her legs while savoring the cream off of one of the deserts she got herself. She couldn't help but think about what her friend Matilda could be up to. They might have ended their friendship on a fatal misunderstanding, but Soomin was still in the impression she did nothing wrong. But how could she go around from having her hacker friend block her?
"Maybe, I'll have to draw you out of hiding." she'd state to herself, pulling the spoon from between her lips to take another bite before she tapped her phone a few times and sank closer to it so she could focus.
A smirk played on her lips as she straightened up. She might have not been as skilled as the other, but there wasn't anything she couldn't get. That was sure something Soomin prided herself in, she could do anything she set her mind to, even if it meant dropping a part of her integrity. Just like that, she got a quick ping on her phone.
"What the ******** do you think you're doing?
said the user "badboi18" "You can't go around posting stuff like these in open forums, delete it!"
"No way." Soomin responded, "I managed to find you didn't I?" she'd text with a playful smirk.
"No, just. Stop."
the user replied, disconnecting as soon as they came in, with what ever Soomin posted gone. The woman sighed, taking another scoop off of her desert. What were the odds of Matilda hating her still? She didn't expect her to forgive her easily, but she still hoped for her to cut her some slack. Both the girls were double crossed, both the girls could have been turned in for the same sentence and since they crossed 18, neither would have had it easier than the other. Oh well, there wasn't much she could do, besides look for something better to do with her time here. Maybe apply for a real job than just live through sponsorships?
Sinking into her booth, the woman browsed through the website she used to lure her hacker friend, for some oddball jobs that could help her set her footing right in this city's less legal side.
Little did she know that thanks to her attempt to lure out her friend, she had put her at risk of being caught for some petty crime she was in the process of. Surely, the other thought of Soomin a valuable friend enough to let her cloud her mind enough for her to slip and everyone knows what happens when a hacker slips.
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Out.Of.Chips. Just a fluff post which will lead to the events of later tonight or the following days v u v; but Soomin is still open to interactions~
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