❝ SEUNGHYUN'S OFFICE.

@Choi Seunghyun "Come in."
Boa pushed the heavy door open and slipped in as soon as she could. It was warmer in the building than the outside and to be quite honest, camping out at the office didn't sound too bad - anything, at this point, was better than her situation at home. That one wall behind her head board shook, and the sound of one bed against the wall hurt her head enough - to hear her bed being shaken by that force drove her too far though. And just the thought of what was going on next door, of knowing what was going on next door, and knowing exactly who was over there, next door, had Boa sick to her stomach. She slinks into the room, and pads over to a chair opposite to Seunghyun before sinking into the cushioned seat.
"This is very... very uncalled for and perhaps even a little rude," Boa wasn't one to admit her faults, especially not to the mischievous character that Seunghyun could be at times, "but I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. Can I crash with you for the night?" Every word seemed to drag her down a fraction of an inch because by the end of her request, Boa slumped till her lips brushed against the collar of her hoodie - it was shameful to waltz into a friends' workplace and ask for something like this, and the time? It was a preposterous request at such an ungodly hour! 'But is he really that cold hearted,' Boa reasoned with herself and she felt her expression contort into one of childish anguish- was it right to be selfish and ask or wrong to hope he'd help?

@Kwon Boa It didn't matter how wealthy or powerful he'd become or how many times it had come to stab him in the back; his work ethic wasn't changing anytime soon. Seunghyun had always been a fervent believer in the mantra 'Work Hard, Play Hard.' The only problem is that he followed it in reverse order and tonight was one of those nights when he had no choice but to put himself into the 'work' mode. Despite his seemingly lack of care and success by pure luck, that wasn't really the case; he just preferred to work last minute and out of the eyes of others. Hence, he was stuck in his office at this hour of night rather than any of the other roaring places of the lively Seoul nightlife. He was at that stage where his mind was starting to wander away when he was suddenly interrupted - or perhaps saved - from his labor by a distinct knock at his door. There was only a very limited number of people who knew the passcode to the building. Something told him it was /her/ and he surely hoped that it indeed was. He'd much rather see her face than say, his vice president's. However, he couldn't imagine for what reason she'd come to see him all the way over at his office this late. Heck, she was hardly the one to ever leave her house. "Come in," he called out in his usual deep tone, narrowing his eyes a bit as he stared down the door in anticipation of who would walk through it.

@Choi Seunghyun [] defo gunna up and post as yifan.

She truly was a snake, knowing that she would get away with this at this hour, that she could get away with it. Her car had all her stuff stowed in between the front and back seats, hidden out of view conveniently with a dark shawl she had salvaged from her trunk. The last thing Boa needed was to be robbed while being one of the last cars parked at the entrance of the office building, parallel along sidewalk. Now, why is she here you ask? Simple: without wasting time, Boa keys in the password for Seunghyun's office - something given to her in case he wasn't at home and if she needed something (but perhaps it was also that 'Tabi' was a little predictable in these matters; the number was a number she wouldn't forget, in other words, his birthday. Slipping through the doors, Boa scampers up a long flight of stairs before finally met with the door to his office. If he hadn't been picking up his home phone, he had to be here, working: a rapt on the door punctuated the otherwise silent building.