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[div=position:relative; top:10px;][div=text-shadow:2px 2px 0px #D5998B;][font=Arial][b]Chon Heechul[/b][/font][/div]
[div=font-size:12px;][b]The repairman[/b][/div]

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[font=Arial][color=#E0AFA0][b]mood:[/b][/color] exhausted

[br][/br][br][/br][color=#E0AFA0][b]location: [/b][/color] ji-ho's cottage

[br][/br][br][/br][color=#E0AFA0][b]tags:[/b][/color] @/pasta

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[font=Arial]Heechul had no words for how he felt. He didn't know what to say to Ji-Ho's response. Of course he didn't know what he was doing. After all, he really was just a plain, regular human. The most understanding he had of any of this magic shit were the fairy tale books that were read to him as a kid.

[br][/br][br][/br]He only got angrier when the stranger snatched the book from his hands. In the back of his mind he knew that it was stupid to get angry over something as petty as that--considering that it wasn't even his book--but at that moment in time, practically anything could set him off.

[br][/br][br][/br]Heechul leaned towards the book and squinted his eyes as if he were an old man about to whip out his reading glasses. He read the lines of ink on the page and he felt his heart drop. [color=#E0AFA0]"How can something like that not be undone? Can't witches just decide to end the contract? There's always a way to counter these things,"[/color] he thought as his mind raced.

[br][/br][br][/br]The last words he heard Ji-Ho said set him over the edge. He felt a twinge of empathy for him as he was trying to make him feel better. But his insecurities were the least of his problems now.

[br][/br][br][/br]He hesitated before speaking and decided to just leave. He decided that maybe if he just left that it would solve his problems, especially after the scene he caused. It was a stupid way to react and probably one of the worst ways to fix the situation. Even though, he'd at least want to try to find a way out of this than to submit to the demands of this stranger.

[br][/br][br][/br]On his way out of the cottage he felt himself slip and all of a sudden he passed out. He soon found himself lying on a couch with his head pounding. He had so many questions. [color=#E0AFA0]"What happened?"[/color] he asked. He was too exhausted to even muster any more than that.[/font]

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