On his keyboard,
I would love to! ♡On a stack of papers,
Great, I'll pick you up tomorrow night at 7 + here's the final part of the storyOn Seokwoo the plant's vase,
Okay, I'll leave you my address + I just started working on the final part, I'll leave a copy on your desk when I'm doneHe placed her note back on his desk, grabbed his coat and walked out. As he walked in the lobby of the company, he could see the company was already getting ready for the event. At home, Dawon and Seokwoo were getting help from Zuho and Chani for their style. "What are you? Ten?" Chani told Seokwoo, "ten inches taller than you" Zuho and Dawon laughed hard as Chani was burning in anger. Dawon and Seokwoo changed again yet it seemed it wasn't the one, "what are you? Buckingham palace's guard?" Zuho said as the two sighed and took off their red coats in frustration.
"Are you trying to get married or something?" Chani mocked as the two walked back to their rooms to take off their white suits. "Okay, you literally look like a banana!" seokwoo was at the verge of tearing up as he took off his yellow suit. "Just wear black and white, it's always nice," Chani shouted from the living room. The two walked out in their dark blue and white suits. "Now you're talking" Zuho clapped as the two sighed in relief. "Finally" Dawon groaned as he checked his watch, "dude you're going to be late to pick her up" he squeaked as he pushed the taller man to the door, he stumbled over the pile of shoes at the door.
After what even Dora the explorer couldn't do, he found his shoes in the pile and wore them before running all the way to his car. Thankfully no traffic was there to stress him out; he finally arrived at his destination. He sighed from nervousness before looking to his right and the tall building he saw before. The glass front door opened, and she walked out in her nightdress. She looked flawless; she opened the door to get in when Seokwoo noticed he didn't get off to open it for her. "No" he squeaked, making her confused. "I'm sorry, I didn't open the door for you" he heard her giggle as she buckled up.
She pushed her light brown hair behind her ears, that's when he noticed she left them open and didn't tie them up in a ponytail like the other times he saw her. She looked even cuter with her hair laying on her shoulders. "I don't care about those things, opening doors and all of that. I have hands; I can use them." She smiled sweetly, Seokwoo nodded his head smiling.
The ride was silent, every now and then he glanced at her. She was staring outside, he couldn't see her face, but she was tapping nervously on her handbag. He coughed before finally breaking the silence, "Are you nervous?" Her eyes landed on him; she gulped before answering, "kind of" Seokwoo glanced at her with an assuring smile. "Look, I know it can be intimidating, but I assure you...you'll be fine." He said as he drove into the company's parking.
Once he parked the car, he grinned at her. "Let's go," he said as he opened the door and got out. He held his arm up for her to hold, and gladly she did. "Okay we won't stay long, just tell me whenever you want to leave. I prefer leaving already." He said as the two made their way to the elevator. "Very well, will Dawon be here?" She asked as she pressed the elevator's button. "Yes, in fact, he is already here." He said, looking at Dawon's car a few cars away from his own.
"Good, if this event is as bad as you said...Dawon is the best person to go to for happiness." She said as she stepped in the elevator, he pressed the third floor's button. "Yep, he is a ray of sunshine." He said, smiling. The elevator came to a stop. He sighed as the doors opened, revealing what was awaiting them.
The floor was perfectly clean and polished; he could see himself on it. Her heels made clack sounds as they walked. Round mahogany tables were placed around the room, and each had a few books neatly placed on them. At the corner, a bar was handing out different types of beverages. His eyes landed on Dawon and Zuho, "that's Zuho with Dawon; you already met him." He whispered to her as they walked up to the other two. "Vivi!" Dawon called and pulled Violet into a hug. "Dawon it's great seeing you again." She said, hugging him back, then she turned to Zuho. "We met at the book reading...it's Violet," she said as the two shook hands. "Yes but we didn't get the chance to talk, it's zuho."

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Drowning In Post Its (A Rowoon Fanfiction)
FanficSeokwoo, a famous author with the pen name of Rowoon writes short stories monthly but when his editor resigns, he is forced to work with an editor he had never met nor talked to. their only way of communicating is post its (sticky notes) they leave...