Why her? [CHAENNIE]

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Friday, the end of another work week. Roseanne has made it out to a local bar with a colleague they've become very good friends with over the past month. Yeri is easygoing, funny, charming, and beautiful. That's the kind of person Rose likes. Not for their beauty, but for their ease of communication. With such people it is easier to adapt and build relationships, and this is more valuable than ever if you are in a foreign country and a foreign city. The blonde has basically already built good relationships with her colleagues - it's never been difficult for her - people are drawn to her because of her positive and warm energy. After all, you just feel good people - that's all.

-Is it a gay bar?- Rose raised one eyebrow, standing at the entrance to the establishment and looking at the sign, and then at the customers.

Yeri opens the door to the establishment and turns to her colleague for a second.

-Yeah, it's a great place.- The brunette shrugged a trifle, and then beckoned Rose to follow her in.- I personally feel more comfortable here than in other bars. It's got its own atmosphere. Do you mind?

The music, which is not irritating with its motives and sounds, fills the place and relaxes it noticeably. The atmosphere is quite calm, the light is warm and atmospheric, and the best hits of the 80s and 90s are played. That seems to be the special charm of this bar.

-No, I don't mind. - Rose smiles weakly, looking around the place. - It's cozy.

-I see an empty seat. -The brunette says thoughtfully, squinting, looking for a window seat.

-You can take a seat, and I'll get us something. - Rose offers at once, looking at her colleague, and she immediately turns her gaze to her. - What do you want?

-Beer, light unfiltered.- With a grateful smile, Yeri headed to take a cozy seat by the window, through which the beautiful neon light from the sign fell.

While her colleague settles in at a table, Rose goes to the counter and places an order for two beers. Her phone in her pocket is unnerving with its vibrations and message notifications. Rose is tired of checking it dozens of times a day, hoping that the next message from Hyeri, Jisoo, Joy, or Ashley will turn into a message from Jennie. Each time her heart thrills with excitement, especially when the messages arrive in the evenings or closer to bedtime. In the back of her mind, the girl hopes that the day will come and Jennie won't stand for it and type her a message. Rose , to admit honestly, did not think that Kim would last so long without communication and, to tell the truth, it sows doubts in her head. Maybe she's settling down? Maybe the isolation from each other is helping Jennie? Then it's going to hurt and hurt like hell because it's not helping Rose shit. She hasn't started thinking less about Jennie, and her feelings refuse to even dull.

Rose leaned tiredly against the counter and rubbed the bridge of her nose with her fingers, waiting for her order. Her head is lowered and she stares at the already shabby wooden surface of the counter to focus her thoughts on something.

-Tough day?- A voice nearby.

Rose's gaze traveled along the counter, then she saw the girl's bare arms, showing several tattoos, including on her fingers, and for one second, that trigger made Rose feel a jolt of excitement in her chest. The blonde straightened back up and shifted her gaze to the stranger. A beautiful girl with a couple of tattoos on her body smiling softly at her, and in the look of her eyes she could already see the glint from the alcohol she had drunk.

-Tough month.- Park says and smiles weakly.

The stranger smiles wider, scrutinizing Rose.

-Are you here alone?