{ open ; ongoing } ZZYZX
Who: Shuu, anyone
When/Where: Day 42, night, ZZYZX (duh)
Rating: R to be safe
Warnings: Shuu
Summary: Just another night at work, now that he (almost) owns it. But just how normal will it be?
Shuu felt an overwhelming sense of pride with a little tinge of sadness as he walked around the club that was soon to be his, the clubbers bouncing happily on the dance floor, strobe lighting making them shimmer and flash beneath his gaze. The sadness was because he missed Yoochun and it was a shame that his former boss had had to go so suddenly like that, putting the club up for sale. He had to buy it, mostly because he wanted to make sure the club would stay the same and some asshole wouldnt buy it and change it, but also because he was holding out hope that Yoochun would come back and he'd take over again.
He headed around to the back room and went through a few more of the papers, catching up on the paperwork to make the club his, before moving back out to behind the bar. Even though he didnt need to, he liked to work behind the bar still - it was relaxing and one of the only normal things in his life right about now. At the same time, he kept his eye out for potential mutants.
When/Where: Day 42, night, ZZYZX (duh)
Rating: R to be safe
Warnings: Shuu
Summary: Just another night at work, now that he (almost) owns it. But just how normal will it be?
Shuu felt an overwhelming sense of pride with a little tinge of sadness as he walked around the club that was soon to be his, the clubbers bouncing happily on the dance floor, strobe lighting making them shimmer and flash beneath his gaze. The sadness was because he missed Yoochun and it was a shame that his former boss had had to go so suddenly like that, putting the club up for sale. He had to buy it, mostly because he wanted to make sure the club would stay the same and some asshole wouldnt buy it and change it, but also because he was holding out hope that Yoochun would come back and he'd take over again.
He headed around to the back room and went through a few more of the papers, catching up on the paperwork to make the club his, before moving back out to behind the bar. Even though he didnt need to, he liked to work behind the bar still - it was relaxing and one of the only normal things in his life right about now. At the same time, he kept his eye out for potential mutants.