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It's New Year's Eve, and Tiffany sees a girl across the bar. She wasn't sure when they found themselves standing so close to each other, but she couldn't have thought of a more cliché meeting than this one.
Wendy threw a disbelieving glance at the woman in her passenger seat. “Have I had lunch? I just attended my own funeral, haven’t much been in the mood for eating.” or, Son Seungwan is leaving her life as a hitman in the past--but when a dead woman criticizes her epitaph and offers her one last job, she finds herself agreeing to help. Wendy isn't quite sure what she's signed herself up for.
Two women, a car, a gun, and three state’s worth of police authority hot on their heels. It would have been easier if feelings weren’t so messy. A Thelma & Louise AU.
Irene says, “Thanks for not thinking I’m a serial killer. I guess.” “Thanks for letting me throw up the worst New Year’s Eve of my life in your apartment,” Room 53 returns, and Irene cracks a tiny smile at that. or, Irene doesn't know her upstairs neighbor, really, but it's 5am and she won't stop ringing the doorbell; 3rd from the bottom prompt from
Tiffany gets a call. or; So the whole "Tiffany Sooyoung Seohyun" thing happened, and I know the news came out five hours ago but I'm still sad, so I wrote something that's, like, less sad.