minyeoyah:

_{“Monsieur, you just bolted up thirty steps, surely you’re out of breath are you not?” The human body could only take so much under such harsh conditions the cold entitled, but such trifles were lost to her figure. I’m fine. He’s fine. Was he really? Was anyone who said they were fine really fine? The gave a small hum of approval not intending to delve into this male’s min as she held little interest. “Jump? From here? What a lovely idea.” And with that she scooted back placing her heels on the railing to rise up.}

“Whoa, no, I didn’t meanー are you crazy?!” His face contorted in disbelief.  He’d never met anyone like this strange girl before, someone so matter of fact; it was disarming.  In what he knew was probably a futile act ofー God only knows what he was thinking, he took a shaky step out onto the ledge.  "You can’t just jump…“ he tried again, cringing inwardly at how frightened his voice sounded.

minyeoyah:

_{Was she okay? The question was so vague and so easily met with the false responses of those who made an attempt to ‘bottle’ their sorrows, keep burdens off others and quite frankly the concept made no sense to Min. Was she okay? “What exactly, portrays me not being okay?” And with those words she pushed up on the railing, her rear lifting up while her legs swung out into the atmosphere, hovering daintily over the edge. “Are you okay?” he posed the question back, seeing as he seemed in a much more deprivated state than her.} 

“Me? I'mー why would I not be ok again?” He blinked, eyebrows knit together.  Surely she hadn’t actually planned on jumping, but it had appeared so to George, and her response to his question seemed to suggest that he was out of his mind.  Maybe he was.  Either way one of them needed to answer the other.  "Sure, I’m fine. I thought you were going to jump. Was I not correct?“ He posed the last question with raised brows, curious as to what her story might be.

geoshxlley:

Even after so many movies one can never become accustomed to the situation in which George now found himselfー staring up at a pair of legs dangling from a ledge high up on a bridge. He couldn’t quite tell whether or not the person they belonged to was male or female, but either…

“It'sー Iー” he stuttered, mind hopelessly blank.  Now that he had a clear view of her face, he remembered her perfectly.  Deciding it was best to simply tell the truth and avoid an awkward silence, he answered her with question.  "Are you ok?” As soon as the words fell from his lips he realized how naive he probably seemed to her; the thought crossed his mind that maybe she hadn’t even planned on jumping.  

minyeoyah:

_{——♦ A calm night, you could also call it a quiet night. Calm. Quiet. Serenity? In moments like this, it was easy for someone’s mind, who mirrored the same atmosphere to go insane, to wallow in perpetual thought. Back and forth, back and forth, Min’s body seemed to reflect her own…}

Even after so many movies one can never become accustomed to the situation in which George now found himselfー staring up at a pair of legs dangling from a ledge high up on a bridge.  He couldn’t quite tell whether or not the person they belonged to was male or female, but either way his mind was made up.  "Heyー you!“ came his breathy cry from thirty feet below the figure as he sprinted clumsily up the steps to the top of the bridge.  "Iー needed to tell you something.” he panted, hands resting on bent knees in an attempt to catch his breath.  Panic swelled inside his chest at the realization that he hadn’t actually thought of what to say, only that he needed to say something.