~Even when happiness is your only pursuit in life, you still need a bit of hope to get you through.~
Bangtan Sonyeondan returns to the US to film a second season of American Hustle Life but, this time, they take the streets of New York.
While Farrah...
A/N: This will very likely be the last chapter where I have all of these Korean words because I do recognize that even though I'm learning Korean, not everyone who might read this story is. That being the case, all Korean conversations will be underlined (imagine that Kookie's note is underlined). Below are all Korean words, pronunciations and translations needed for this chapter.
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There is never a time or place for true love.
It happens accidentally,
In a heartbeat,
In a single flashing,
Throbbing moment.
― Sarrah Dessen
Having simply scrapped the sunglasses, pulled her hair back into a high pony, and traded her peachy pencil skirt for a pair of Farrah's favorite purple pajama bottoms, Zoey was still enviably cute as she stood, open mouthed and dazed.
Following suit, Farrah had removed her Tims, swapped her Tee for a crop top similar to the one Zoey still wore, slipped on some fuzzy slippers, and pulled her dark hair back into a fairly high messy bun.
"Act casual just in case, yea?" Farrah coerced. Zoey still hadn't said anything and just stood staring from afar so Farrah gave her a nudge before calmly walking toward the ice maker; that was all it took for Zoey to snap out of it and take the lead.
"Wait!" She whispered urgently, "We should finish off the crusts first." Farrah paused in alarm, realizing she was right. They finished up, making sure neither of them had become victim to any stray crumbs, sauce, or cheese, and Farrah kept a tiny bit of crust to nibble on as she filled both ice buckets, the noise serving as a nice way to break what was to be a tense silence.
