nonsensical scribbles
random stuff i wrote in lapses due to braindead-ness disease. meh.
( sj/snsd ) donghae/jessica / college au
will finish. maybe.
Jessica can almost feel her stomach through her throat, another hurl creeping its way up along her insides. Sunny tries hard, undoubtedly, to be the best friend she could be. Brunette locks rest uneasily in the spaces in between her fingers, nose scrunched and mouth open in order to breathe. If she stays in this bathroom any longer, she might just start puking too.
"Hyoyeon!" Sunny yells with a loud cough, leaning her head back against the wall.
Hyoyeon quickly maneuvers her way around a beer pong game and two people eating face around the corner.
"What the fuck did she eat?" Her tone is haste, hiding some secret meaning of, she actually ate? and no one catches it, not even herself, because Jessica looks like she could die.
"Better question is, what did she drink?" Hyoyeon corrects herself, eyes narrowing. Sunny doesn't answer because she can't breathe, and maybe she didn't hear her over the shaking stereo system outside. College parties.
They stay in there for another two, maybe four minutes. Jessica learns to familiarize herself with the blue tiling of the floor. Her hand reaches out blindly, slapping against the silver handle and pushing it down. Sunny throws open the cabinet doors, spraying all of them with febreeze. No one says anything, not about the smell, or that Jessica's eyes are wet. It takes the two of them to decipher on whether it is because she just thew up twenty four hours of food, or -
"I saw Donghae out there. With another girl."
Sunny and Hyoyeon exchange frantic glances. They decide to say nothing.
"I just, I don't - "
"You just need sleep. Water. A fluffy pillow even."
"And a shower," Sunny mumbles, grabbing Jessica's frail arm and throwing it over her shoulder. Hyoyeon does the same, wondering if they could break her in a minute. They decide she's already broken, and they just hope that their dorm shower isn't too.
( t-ara/mblaq ) qri/seungho / college au
Someone says something about her being an ulzzang. Someone just says something about her and her ass, and how she's an ulzzang, or something, and Seungho is pissed. The dark circles underneath his eyes seem to deepen, the scary kind of deep that everyone wonders what he's been planning. Maybe Qri would say something, something like, "Oh, you don't need to protect me!" But he does. She grabs his hand from across the lunch table.
"It's okay," She mumbles.
"No it isn't." He retorts quickly.
"You don't need people staring, much less commenting about your ass."
Qri frowns.
"It's not that nice anyways."
more coming soom. i'm incoherent. all the time.