With destruction comes creation.
With death comes life.
And with the birth of Doom came Love.
"Stop helping every pitiful person you come across to find love, and focus on yourself."
"That's my only reason for existing, idiot."
"If I were to kiss you, then go to hell, I would. So then I can brag with the devils that I saw heaven without ever entering it." William Shakespeare
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"Hi Ji-na." Love greeted her semi-friend and client. Next to her was Joo-ik, who was holding onto her light blue shearling Gucci shoulder bag and her laptop case.
"Hi, you two." Ji-na greeted them back without looking up from her own laptop screen.
"Writer's block again?" Love asked her before sitting down on the wood bench in front of her desk.
Ji-na shook her head while her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She knew what she wanted to write but had no idea how to actually go about it. She looked over at Love, who was watching Joo-ik as he took off his shoes before sitting down next to his semi-unlabeled partner.
"Ah, right. You're here to talk to me about something, right?" Ji-na asked Joo-ik. (1) He handed Love her shoulder bag, which matched with her jacquard jacket and mini skirt, before looking over at Ji-na.
"What I wanted to talk about was-"
"Wait, I forgot to ask. Did you leave a red umbrella here last time?" Ji-na asked him. "I asked Love, but she said to ask you."
"Yes. The umbrella I gave you before, I didn't lend it to you. I gave it to you. You looked like you needed it more than I did, and I didn't think I'd get it back." Joo-ik explained it as simply as he could to her. "Don't worry about it. Consider it an apology if it makes it easier."
"Oh, I thought it was left behind by a ghost." Ji-na said, joking around a bit.
Love snorted at that and looked over Ji-na's desks. Ghosts were such pesky and annoying things. She never liked them, and Doom thought they were like the toys that children got at the store. Fun for about five minutes, but then they quickly lost any use after the novelty wore off.
"Save the wild imagination for whatever story you're writing. Ghosts aren't real." Love told her with a small frown on her face. Joo-ik put his hand on top of Love's hand and began playing with her old engagement ring.
He wanted to ask her about where she got the ring but felt like it was one of her sore spot's. So he kept his mouth shut about it and enjoyed their time together instead. If she wanted him to know, then she'd tell him, as she's proven it multiple times.
"I'm saying I'm relieved that it wasn't a ghost." Ji-na told her with a smile on her face.
"Do you have any proof that Joo-ik's a human then?" Love asked her with a raised brow and an inquisitive expression on her face.
"As if you'd ever spend your time with a dead man." Ji-na retorted with a teasing smile on her face. Love looked over at Joo-ik, who was already staring at her with warmth in his eyes and a smile on his face. "So? Did you pay Joo-ik back for breaking his poor stapler?"
