[₩] hongdae.

@[♡] monica moon. @[♡] jung yura. Monica's impression of the vehicle he chooses to drive both amuses and perplexes him; and in response, his brows knit together in a look of confusion. "Really?" he asks, but she's already gone inside of the café. He first waits for Yura to follow before he trails behind them to the counter. After they all settled down at a table, Monica is the first to speak. To him, she gave the impression of someone bold and outgoing, her first entrance—the champagne and orange juice—still a memory he recalls whenever she's within his vicinity. Despite his ambitious drive, he hardly knew anything about the myriad of memes that circulated within cyberspace—let alone which meme meant what. "I'm sorry—but I don't really.. understand. I've looked at the girl in the red dress meme, but I don't understand what it's supposed to mean. Do either of you know?"

@[♡] jung yura. @[♡] choi taehoon. if there’s one thing monica loved more than anything, it was being chauffeured like the passenger princess she was destined to be. plus, it spared her from dealing with the usual grumpy old taxi drivers. “you’re a true gentleman for driving us, taehoon-ssi. though, i must say, your choice of car surprises me. i imagined you as more of a cybertruck guy, no offense,” she teased, stepping out and trailing the two toward the cafe entrance. amusement flickered in her eyes as both yura and taehoon held the door open. “why, thank you, gorgeous.” she winked at both of them before slipping inside. the trio quickly placed their orders and settled at a nearby table. “this challenge seems like a lot of fun,” monica remarked breezily. “yura-ssi, how would you feel about being the girlfriend? i bet you’d have the most adorable look of disapproval.”

@[♡] monica moon. @[♡] jung yura. Driving them to the photoshoot destination was a no-brainer for Taehoon. He had a perfectly good car parked in the sharehouse's driveway. Why wouldn't he? When they finally arrived, he parked then turned off the engine before he followed them both out of the car. It wasn't so often he'd have the leisure to sight-see, so he took in his surroundings with a new eye, amazed at the culture that bustled around them. Yura's sunny voice drew his attention back to the task at hand, and he shook his head. "Not at all, Yura-ssi, and don't worry about returning the favor, please. It was my pleasure to get us here," he responds in earnest. Stepping off to the side behind Yura, he extends an arm out above her head to hold the door open. "Ladies first."

@[♡] monica moon. @[♡] choi taehoon. Though Yura didn’t hate public transportation, being chauffeured from point A to point B for once seemed like an absolute luxury. She wasn’t about to say it out loud of course, but she was secretly grateful that someone in the group had a car. It made outings like these way more convenient. As the car rolled to a stop outside the café, Yura unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed out of the backseat into the crisp city air. “Ah, what a privilege it was to be a passenger princess today!” She adjusted the strap of her bag and turned to the pair. "Taehoon, you’re an angel! Thanks for driving us!" she chimed. “If I had a car, I’d return the favor, but my fear of parallel parking would get us nowhere.” She jested before approaching the entrance of the cafe and holding the door open for them, well, mostly for Monica. “After you, beautiful.”