IC Chat [lounge bar]

He sighs entering with his gaze lowered, slumping himself on the couch.

Footsteps can be heard as San enters the familiar spot, though quiet than normal.
He takes a moment to ensure that he is alone before lying down on one of the bars sofa's, bringing a small pillow to his chest as he hugs it.

Yeosang let out a small yawn as he made his way inside of the room, stretching his arms up and sitting outside to admire the sight.

Yeosang walked in the lounge, dragging his feet all the way to a couch where he sat down. He got his phone out to check his nessages.

San enters the familiar location with a low huff escaping his brims.
The weight of stress being visibly obvious upon his facial structure as his brows are knitted together.
Making his way over to the couch and simply slump against it.

"Annoyed."

the bar owner entered the lounge area, stretching his arms up and ordering a glass of sparkling water. he then made his way to a corner booth and sat down, looking outside with a smile as he relaxed.

yeosang walked in the room, a soft yawn leaving his lips as he settled down on a chair and closed his eyes, relaxing.

i should say hello briefly before i disappear for the time being.

The questioning of the lighter has San pause his flickering briefly. His gaze staying upon the object while he contemplates.
"A fidget toy basically. I'll run off to a non public place to sleep at some point. What are you doing here?"

dohwan chuckled at the other’s reaction and put his cigars away as he saw how san didn’t seem to appreciate that. “what’s the lighter for then?” he asked him, curiously. “i suppose falling asleep on a couch is nice, but wouldn’t you prefer... i don’t know... somewhere not public?”

"Whats better than lying down on a couch, wasting time until I sleep?" He responds back, the sight of a cigar having him scrunch his nose in distaste.
"No, I like my lungs...I swear so many of you guys must hate oxygen."

as he heard the comment, he glanced over and raised a brow at the other. “don’t you have better things to do?” he teased the other and got his cigars out of his pocket. he leaned over, offering one to san. “you want one?”

"Its the weirdo again" he comments, flicking the same white lighter on and off as he lies on the couch comfortably.

dohwan stepped into the room, sitting down and crossing his legs as he ordered a glass of whiskey and let out a yawn.

yeosang walked inside of the lounge, hands in his pockets and his cheeks a bit red. if he was honest, there was one thing on his mind tonight, and it wasn’t all innocent... affection and lazy cuddles. maybe he’d end up seeing someone here who would at least talk to him or give him attention.

San makes his way into the familiar lounge after receiving the text he got from the happy boy.
He didn't understand why Sunoo was so excited about this experience but he figured that it'll be fine.
At least Hyunjin's dude is hanging out with San and not some weirdo off the street, he thought.
He gazed around before speaking sternly.
"Where you at kid. Lets hurry up and go."
His attire is casual, hoodie, sweatpants and sneakers. Normally what San wore on a daily basis unless on the rare occasions.

a soft scoff left his lips as he heard the stranger’s words. “dude, pardon me, but i have way more important things to do than to stalk people.” he commented and rolled his eyes. he glanced at the bartender as he saw him looking through the money. he cleared his throat and then stepped back. “but i do attend. i can always learn more from watching those.” he replied and leaned against a wall that was behind him as he brought his glass to his lips to sip his drink. recognizing a few familiar faces from another gang, he cursed under his lips and let out a small growl, annoyed to see them here as he hoped they wouldn’t be trouble. “little ers...” he whispered.

San side glanced the stranger who decided to walk closer, not keen on having someone in his personal space. Especially someone he was not close with.
Though when the mentioning of fights came into the topic, San quirks a brow.
"Sometimes I do. But that must mean you either attend or you are stalking me." His tone is not friendly while he continues to flicker his lighter on and off, averting his gaze back to stare up at the ceiling.

dohwan’s eyes flickered to the male who had spoken up. he narrowed his eyes as he tried to recognize him and shook his head. “my bad, i do not recognize you so far, but perhaps we’ve bumped into each other before.” he said as he tilted his head and lowered his cigar. he placed it away and grabbed his drink as he walked over to the stranger. “or perhaps... i’ve seen you.” he added and rubbed his chin in thought. “oh, those fights. do you perhaps go there?” he questioned him.

"You look familiar" San comments as he noticed the male that entered from the beginning but he chose to ignore them for a good while.
The sound of his lighter flicking on/off can be heard throughout the entire room. San didn't bother to make eye contact as he is sprawled out on the couch.

dohwan stepped in the lounge bar, a cigar between his lips as he scanned the room. he made his way to a corner where he could see everyone that would step inside and slid down the seat, relaxing. the man ordered some whiskey and let out a small yawn, feeling quite bored with his evening and looking to wash out some money.

Taking a moment to settle in, San makes his way to the bar sofa.
Plopping himself down with a sigh as he kicks his feet up.
Tilting his head back to rest against the armrest and stare up at the ceiling, bringing his right hand up to flicker the familiar lighter on and off.

His eyes followed the man all the way into his lap, chuckling and brushing a few hairs that had been jostled from the others forehead. “Looks like you don’t get to escape the city anytime soon, guess you’re stuck with me.” The blonde’s eyes fell to find Hyunjin already looking his way and he found any other interesting thing to look at. “It um— I just,”Of course he suddenly didn’t know words, “knackered?” He said it in as best an imitation of the accent as he could, “sounds so posh. I’ve just not been sleeping well at work my boss has been micromanaging and I’ve lost so much edited content because I didn’t save before my laptop died.” Squishing his cheek, Felix met his eyes this time, “I think we need a vacation ..”

Yeosang entered the lounge, brushing a fingertip against the wall as he made his way outside and to the patio. He smiled as he leaned against it to admire the view, closing his eyes after a moment to simply enjoy the wind against his face.

Catching that tease of a smile, the Brit bites back a smirk and sets his laptop down on the table. He wouldn’t be needing it after all. “Work’s been keeping me up lately,” the Admin nearly grumbles out, stoic persona slipping to show a few colors. He was comfortable around Felix and it was apparent in the way he let himself drop onto the couch, head resting in the blonde’s lap as he ran his eyes down the darling’s features. “What’s got you looking knackered?” Social media couldn’t be that tiring, right?

All the usual attitude Felix had when Hyunjin wasn’t around vanished into thin air when he was. Behind pinched lips a smiled threatened to overwhelmed his face as he put his legs down to make room for the Brit to sit. “Be my guest…” casting a quick glance around before his eyes came back to the man, “what are you doing here, you look sleepy..”

Raking a hand through his hair, Hyunjin snapped his laptop shut after finishing the day’s tasks, standing to leave. At least, that was the plan prior to catching sight of a particular mop of blonde hair. The view had him snickering. Felix looked tired, dreadfully so. They both did. Pivoting his path, the Brit found himself standing before Felix, gesturing to the space beside him. “Mind if I join?”

Yawns, blindly walking in and tapping away on my iPad with my apple pen, partially doing my job and editing content to draft onto the city halls various social platforms, while on the other tab I was playing a game. Finding a cushy seat away from the bar to get comfy in crossing my legs on the couch*

@Woo Dohwan Sunoo didn't intend to stare longer than he did and when he realized he's doing just that, he was about to avoid the man's gaze as his drink's done but it was too late. Once the latter's attention was on him, he couldn't help but feel all the hairs in his body stand, a tingling sensation travel from his lower back up his nape and he startles a bit, blushing at the sudden attention from the man he's been staring at. Immediately looking away, Sunoo gathers back his composure and turns to the man again. "I'm sorry about that. Staring at someone is rude." He muttered shyly, the shyness quickly turned into confusion as the man paid for his drink as well, uttering a soft thanks as he took a sip from his glass, and when asked one question after another, his lips pursed. "Uhmmm. . . no. I'm not lost. I'm staying at a nearby hotel. I used to be around here but I moved to an apartment in Pigneto. I know it's not safe here, or anywhere else to be honest but I know my way around." Sunoo smiled softly and probed back. "What about you, mister? What brings you to this lounge? Are you from this area or just visiting as well?"

he glanced over as he heard a familiar voice and lowered his drawing pad, a chuckle leaving his lips. “a new nickname for me now?” he asked and tilted his head. as he heard the cough, he was about to ask if the other was fine, but remembered the incident in the alley and decided to let it slide.