A Very Good Jackpot (Block B FF)

C1> Leather Suits and Orange Juice

Yoon Seomi had a very mysterious love of collecting creatures living outdoors and creating them homes that she thinks suits them best.

Being an official bachelorette, she showed no sign of releasing the prized critters, and she obviously had no signs pointing her to a love life rather then the local park.

She also had an addiction to fold paper airplanes, only to tape them with wire to the ceiling and create a second sky in her living room. They all swung around when her head grazed them, and she only added more to crowd the area above her crown.

So when a tough and rough gang turns up at her house and demands to be treated, what will the peaceful and happy-go-lucky Seomi do?

Besides allowing them to kill all 14 of her pets. That's a cross off from the list.

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"Okay, Minnie, it's your time to eat," Seomi gently placed the mouse down in the feeding chamber and allowed it to snack on some cat food.

Surely, since cats ate mice, it should only be fair that mice could eat cat food, right? Maybe that wasn't how things worked, but in this neighborhood, it did.

Seomi went to the couch and hit the countless paper airplanes dangling from the ceiling with invisible wire and countless pieces of wrapping tape.

"Where should this airplane go?" Seomi held another plain white airplane in her hands. All airplanes were the same in colour, style, and length of which the wire dangled.

Seomi placed the airplane between her lips to move the mouse out of the chamber, only to replace it with a small lizard to eat dead bugs.

Don't ever ask Seomi how she got them. It's never a good question.

Ding Dong!

Who could this be? In my three months of loneliness, the only doorbell user is probably the mailman and maybe advertisers if they're brave enough. And I didn't order any packages for the animals yet.

Opening the door with paper airplane and the lizard in hand, Seomi elbowed the door handle open to reveal a sweaty man wearing a velvety suit.

In the middle of winter.

Or was the suit leather? Whatever material the suit was, leather, velvet, boyfriend, it still was cold.

She wanted to greet this questionable being, with a better double up do then she could ever pull off, but nonetheless, a paper airplane was in her mouth.

Luckily he started the conversation, enough time to glide it to an unknown area in the living room she would have to search for.

"I'm Zico, and long story short, you need to help me and my friends," he panted. Believe it or not, it was snowing and he was panting and sweating as if it was summer already.

Seomi gave him a confused look when he mentioned "friends." He seemed to be alone, velvet or leather jacket and all.

Seomi smiled weakly and Zico nodded. Of course, everyone knows the universal wait-let-me-think sign. She half closed the door on the his face, softly, of course.

"Okay, Seomi, time to not be a lone female that acts like a bachelor," she sighed and placed the lizard, not even named, in the feeding chamber, and quickly organized animal habitats.

She was concerned about her paper airplanes, since Zico seemed a large amount taller than Seomi herself.

Do I tie them higher, or-

The doorbell rang again, signaling that either Zico was getting impatient, or extremely cold due to the fact that it was practically snowing for the second time outside.