Pretty Rings • Liskook

~her~Spy

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~her~

Brown eyes follow the figure of something of a man, pupils steadily dilating as they tap their phone hurriedly

"What is that?" She whispers, her fingers grasp at the speaker she's hiding behind.

"That is a man." an unknown voice whispers from behind her,

"I know that, but why does it walk like that?" Her eyes squint suspiciously as she resumes eying the figure down. The man twirls and tap dances along the empty hallway, transforms into a shimmy and snaps a particular beat

"Shake that booty that bootay bootay..." She and the unknown whisperer stare at the creature in new fascination,

"Ah, good question, I have no clue." The whisperer whispers back, hunching beside her, his suit staining from the effect. Setting his fingers next to hers, almost identical rings twinkle on each person's finger.

"Maybe it's broken." She whispers, her subordinate shakes his head and clicks his tongue,

"Can't be, I've seen that do that every award show." They settle into silence, watching it continue its mating ritual

"...."

"Shake that bootay that bootay bootay..." the figures shoes squeak on the dirty floor, and she purses her lips in confusion

"Does it...does it ever stop doing...that?" She whispers, her brown eyes still watch the thing and her comrad whispers back

"Legend says, it never does anything else..." She gasps, and turns her head to man next to her. She squint to get her eyes to adjust to the darkness around them, sitting under the stage is never easy. As his eyes start to show a color, their rings spark once again and the speaker booms,

"And this year's Asian Artist's Awards daesang goes to..." they fall back in surprise, falling on her rump, she pats her ears and sqeezes her eyes shut, promising herself she didn't go deaf,

"Aw, man, that hurt..." She mumbles, rubbing her side, her fallen comrad groans from under her elbow. Freezing in her actions, she looks down, meeting her comrad's abdomen. She smiles uneasily at it, realized her elbow was lodged into his chest.

"Eehehe...oops." sitting back, she watches him sit back up, wincing, she grimaces as he rubs his chest and back in pain.

"Aah, for someone so small, you really have a pointy ass elbow, oow." Pouting and snickering, she hastily leaned over and patted invisible dust off her subordinate's patted shoulders. Her face turn to quick fascination as she graps his shoulders,

"Holy hell, they get bigger? What the fuck." She mutters, squeezing down his arm, her eyebrows scrunched in pure astonishment, her acquaintance raises his eyebrows as he watched her glare at his arms.

"It's reassuring that you appreciate my, um, arm?" He questions, she nods and continues lifting it in several different directions,

"I want those too, give me your gym routine." She let go of his hand and sat down, hands in her lap with an innocent face. Pretending she did not just demand a gym routine from a guy she doesn't know. He makes an exasperated sound and shrugs.

"-yeondan!" The speakers boomed once again, he jumps up in fright, pulling out his phone, and she watched him with confusion.

"Fuck. That's me, see you around," He said, shooting an invisible hand gun at her, and jogging away with a look of terrifying fright. She laughed and reciprocated the action. Behind her the figure resumes his dance

"JaywhypeE!"

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