"Who are you really Manoban?"
Simply, a broken woman. A history too painful to recall. A lost puzzle piece too unworthy to find under everyone's bed. Alone, that's how she desires her lifestyle to be like. A girl who doesn't believe she deserves lov...
May I just add, I cannot stop looking at Lisa's new dance video on LILIFILM. It's too good for us!
I also like to apologize to anyone who's dying for liskook moments. Like I want them to happen too but I just needed the plot to slow down. I hope you guys understand, but thank you for your patience. Much love!
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"He did what?!"
Lisa rolled her eyes dully at the woman whose cheeks were puffed, and with drool dripping from their lush lips; which were slightly protruding due to the overflow of chow mein. Fifteen minutes into the movie of Lady and the Tramp, Rosé paused and interrogated the woman who developed an impassive behaviour.
Settling the scarlet box down, Lisa leaned to grab a tissue with an emerald dragon imprinted on it, wiping the constantly chewing mouth.
"Don't talk with your mouth full sweetie." To draw the attention away from the sudden outbursting question, she unpaused the movie and made her way to the restroom.
"And besides, it's nothing. He just shooed the guy away normally and without picking a fight. I'm sure Jin or someone else would've done the same thing." The obscene comment earned an irritated scoff from the girl cuddled up in the blush comforter she brought. She eyed and admired the screen with big russet orbs, though her brain was sealed on a more compelling subject.
"For crying out loud Liz, it's Kook we're talking about here! My mistake, the Jeon Jungkook. It's a whole different level than Jin or some buzzed stranger. And if it was perhaps 'someone else', they would've treated you like the same damn victim." Nonchalantly, she threw the truth rough and mercilessly.
How Lisa despised the fact that she wasn't wrong, that each scenario might have ended up similar to a propaganda. A mistaken home run.
"Think about it, would you have preferred it to be someone else Lis?"
Stereotypically, most would claim this as an exemplary of a teenage night. Various junk food, a romance film that involved a tearjerker scene, along with the hottest gossip; only when there was one. Well, people could, but the friendship reciprocated between both Lisa and Rosé was a contradiction far from intermediate. Different, was a way to describe the comparison of their relationship to mediocrely average ones.
