𝐈𝐃𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 • Lookism

VI.

CHAPTER SIX
Leftovers and Secrets | 남은 음식과 비밀

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"So how's the audition guys?" Marcy asked, picking at her black nails, eating the corner of the skin in secrecy. 

She picked up her bass and leaned on it as her crew walked closer, seemingly with an apprehensive demeanour. She raised a brow at their expressions, seeming t have raised exclamation marks above her head and--for some reason--an innate thirst for blood... but just for a quick moment flash. 

Her eyes softened. Industries, really. Nothing more than thirsty sharks with eyes for money. Corruption goes everywhere in Korea; the entire world. Korea, specifically, have the strongest hate for the aesthetically challenged.

(Your name) shifted in her bass, glancing towards Daniel. "And you, Danny boy?"

"I-I... I passed--!" He smiled, albeit sheepishly, putting a hand on the back of his head. 

She raised a brow and smirked, happy for her friend. "You seem like you have enough money to make you live your years in normality. I don't know you dude, but for sure that's not why you came here to this place, hm?"

Daniel perked up from what she said. It got him thinking, she's enigmatic. There's something else that creeped him out about her. With her, he felt like all of his skin was cut open and she could see his flesh.

At the end he respond to her question.

She scrunched her brows. "Wait... don't tell me you were broke."

"Eheh... well... it is what it is." He looked down. Not ashamed in any way, just avoiding the gaze she has that could pass through his skull.

She nodded.

Duke's sulking was interrupted when the two of them noticed that she picked up her bass and placed it back to her case. She was cleaning it earlier, all the while getting looks from different people, she would give them the bird, and they would leave, but some of them she cannot. Officials and all, she still wanted to see the two of them. But for this time. She was swaying her hips, and there was no tension in the air.

"Duke, Daniel," She turned her head. "Come on, dinner, my treat."

The two glanced at each other and followed along. 

Enigma or not, she 's a nice sister-like figure. If someone was gonna mention it, it was Daniel. But at the same time, it gave him to much of a feeling...

And its been bothering him for some time.

"Wait!"

They're now outside. The moon wasn't shown by the clouds in the night sky, but the stars of the city lights proved Korea a beauty enough. Meanwhile Duke was admiring the badass motorcycle she had on. It's shiny surface reflected the street light directly above it. 'has anyone ever tried stealing this before?' Duke would ask as he admire the thing in many different angles. (your name) giggled, taking her helmet with cat ears, giving the other two to the handsome fellas.

"Do you think we'll all fit?" Daniel asked, a sweat drop on his forehead.

"What, do you think that because Duke is this way, he won't fit?" 

(Your name) accused, glaring at the tall boy. Duke blinked, unbothered.

"Huh-? That's not what I-!" He waved his hands around.

"Relax... I'm kidding." She laughed and helped Duke hop on the tall ass motorcycle. "Unless that's what you actually mean, come grab my hand. And don't think you can, this is a thick bitch."