to play the part. you must act good, walk the walk, talk the talk, render everyone speechless and become someone that you know anyone out there cannot, would not resist.
it is what momo is doing on this timely evening, as she head on over to le restaurant de memoire, a rather well known establishment that she heard about while being in the town chat. hence when she had the meeting with the guy she's going on this beautiful night outing with; a date - she mentioned to him this place. wanting to genuinely try whatever goodies they may have, ranging from foods and desserts and drinks to compliment each dish. it was after all - fake. this entire set up is a fraud, a hidden agenda buried deep within the depths of her dark, conniving mind to get park seonghwa's affections thrown at her in ways that she would be able to weave herself into his life.
her eyes are fixated on the building ahead, memories of her 'father' make believe yet again - it was just her dear old trainer back in the mob who acted the part. momo's mother was apparently dead; after all, her real mother is indeed deceased. but not like seonghwa, nor his family knew any of that. her 'father' sent her to get intel via a date. a meet with the families, her father befriending seonghwa's dad for a while now and introducing his beautiful, Japanese daughter momo. prime and ripe age, ready to be shipped off to be wedded and this was what the entire meet up is about.
getting their two kids to court one another, see where it goes and hopefully set up an arranged marriage between the two. the thought alone flounders her completely. for one - momo do not do well with commitment, period. it is why she cheated on her ex when they tried to date. she's not that great at being loyal in that sense, she's far too easily distracted. two? her target is no other than the park's brother. they have a daughter, but alas, from what the information detailed, the daughter hardly had any means of connections to their father, seonghwa was apparently still his puppet in his game. something that momo felt a bit inclined to guilt. she didn't like the idea that this man treated his only kids however, he wanted - but she didn't know their real story and even though, she tried her best to not judge, there was still that little alarm bell ringing in the forefront of her mind as if warning her that the situation is not what it seems to be.
but momo has a job to do and mission to follow through, so there's no way she could just drop the entire task at hand. so here she is, walking into the restaurant, her shoulders squared, chest arched out gracefully, a dip and sway of her hips as her heels click against the tiled floors. head held high as she asks for the table that her 'father' set up for her date. knowing all too well that if seonghwa was not here already, he would be here soon enough. her perfume filtered through her nostrils, bursts of raspberry blast body mist and cream and the perfume to match lingers on the tip of her nose as she walked along the restaurant with the guidance of her usher, leading her to the table where she and her date would be situated for their time tonight.
Vinnie Hacker
July 14th 2002... he's 22 irl.
He's a Mafia affiliate by birth and *connection* but he's interested in just being a business owner as well. He might surprise you or maybe annoy you if you hate smoking drinking.
