⭒ parking spaces.

@✷ › k. jiwoo。 "Yeah, let me pay for my sins," Mark laughed, shaking his head lightly. Obviously, he didn't mind paying, he wasn't that broke, though his bank account was definitely a few zeros short of being at least similar to Jiwoo's. He didn't care though. He wouldn't touch his father's money unless necessary and for some odd reason he like to spoil the little brat of a best friend he had. In addition, there was still the fact that the girl straight out ignored him for an entire night. "What?" he chuckled as Jiwoo stopped, the mischief filling his eyes. "Right, okay. If I didn't know you, I might believe that. And you just named almost all of you league mates," he barked a wholehearted laugh in the middle of the parking lot. "Okay, if you word it like that, I get it. But where are my good impression donuts? You're almost twenty years late on those," Mark teased the girl with a smirk plastered on his face as he reached to wrap his arm around Jiwoo's shoulders and continue walking. "I'm just joking. The donuts will be good for first impressions."

@✶ › t. mark。 “Coffee’s fine, you’re buying anyway.” Jiwoo shrugs. There was always something about Mark that Jiwoo felt close and familiar about, akin to family. Around him, she could be herself, nothing like the façade she puts on around most people who isn’t close with, ( also it was an excuse to be a brat around him. ) “Hey!” She comes to a sudden halt, a slightly miffed frown on her face. “ what makes you think i’m a little troublemaker? If there’s anything i’m probably… the most sane one you can find in there..” she mumbles beneath her breath, fingers absentmindedly tapping against the other’s hand. “ okay, maybe with the exception of yoojung… and xiaoting… and.” There’s a little pause before continuing. “ yeah well, juyeon.. i guess.” Jiwoo’s voice fades off, shoulders slumping just that bit for a moment before she’s back to her cheery self. “ i mean, i just wanted to leave a good impression..? If you could say that. I’m pretty sure we’ll all get along well.”

@✷ › k. jiwoo。 Mark waited for his best friend with his arms crossed. He wore a red hoodie with the hood over his head, and grey baggy sweatpants. That was his own personal wardrobe, nothing fancy or designer. Such clothes were still in the suitcase his father sent them in, resting untouched on the floor of his new room. "What's up," Mark nodded his head in greeting, smirking weakly in Jiwoo's direction as she approached. "Donuts? Alright, but can I get a coffee with them, or is that asking too much?" he joked, letting the arm held by the girl loosely hang by his side. From the proximity, the mumble did not escape his ears. "Peace offering? Dude, did you manage to piss off the entire league in one night?" The male laughed while he was being dragged, lazily following his tired, yet way too hyper, best friend-fiancé. "What did you do? Is everything okay?" He genuinely wanted to know since this was the first time he spoke to Jiwoo since the gala.

@✶ › t. mark。 Twenty minutes, as promised, Jiwoo is out of her shared apartment nothing later that, it was obvious the younger girl had gotten up from bed not long ago, she barely has any make up on, dressed in an outfit far too casual for her normal to-go style. “Oi! Yi En!” Jiwoo calls out as soon as she spots the male standing outside, taking quick strides towards him, her arms hooking around her best friend-fiancé’s own almost too naturally. “So uh, I was thinking.. instead of coffee.. how bout we go for something else? Something like.. donuts, maybe?” jiwoo looks up at the taller male, eyes squinting as she covers the bright afternoon sunlight with her hand. “Unless you have somewhere better to bring me? But I think donuts would be a good peace offering to my housemates..” she mumbles the last part to herself, already dragging him in the said direction without waiting for an answer.