Connection: M/NB/F can be friends, co-worker, fan, ect.
Background: Tavia’s been trying to get over her ex of five years and finds herself drinking again to numb the pain.
“Why is it that the first question anyone asks is ‘Are you okay? What’s wrong’ why can’t anyone be decent and ask how my days been. Or ask anything other than the obvious?” her words were somewhat jumbled together at how fast she’d been speaking. she grabbed for another bottle of soju, a sigh escaping her lips. “Can we go buy more snacks?”
“Well.. for one, you often have this look— the one you have on your face right now. It makes people think you’re having a bad day, and two, it’s because they’re worried about you.–” Sojin paused, noticing the other reaching for the unopened bottle of Soju, and quickly moved to pull it from her grasp, a serious expression falling over her features. “We can get more snacks, yes, but no more Soju.. I’ve been down that road and you don’t want to make a habit out of this.”