Kris raises an eyebrow. "I was hanging out with my boyfriend, and you never even told me what time the meeting was. And I'm wearing this because I have to go…somewhere…after…also. Do you want yo come?" She asks, raising an eyebrow. Kris wasn't one to get mad, but things had been rough lately. She looks down, texting Jimin while not looking at her. That'd be really perfect Jimin. Thank you. When will you be done with the boys?
"yes, I did. I said 1:00 PM. Sharp, go read your texts. And no, I refuse to be the third wheel again." She walks back to the table just as the man gets out of the bathroom muttering "next time I'm going alone."
Kris follows her. "Lana…" She whispers, exsaperated. She sits in her seat, running a hand through her hair. She looks down, texting Jimin while not looking at her phone. That'd be really perfect Jimin. Thank you. When will you be done with the boys? What are you doing?
"what?" She whispers back angrily and turns. "Thank you so much for being patient with us, now if I could see the papers we talked about earlier? That would be great." She said with a charming smile.
not sure, 7 maybe? We're just practicing for the concert at Seoul Center. I have to go now, love you! Bye
Kris smiles at the man in front of her, tilting her head slightly. "THank you for meeting with us also…" She says, her voice soft. Alright…love youu. Text me when your done
sure thing, sweets He says and turns off his phone
The meeting continues for an hour and a half before Lana signs a contract stating that she would be 'leader' and that the man (Mr. Melrose) would be their manager. They stand and shake hands, saying farewell. They agree on Lana and Mr. Melrose meeting again the next week. "Kay, you're good to leave Kris," she says to her as the man leaves. Lana slowly turns to walk out the door
Kris stands also, following after Lana. "Hey Lana….?" She whispers, texting Jimin. Just got done with the get-together…text me when your ready but I'm gonna head to my apartment She says, putting her phone in her pocket.
can do Jimin texts.
"yeah, Kris?" Lana asks, stopping mid-step.
Love you Kris looks up at Lana. "You wanna hang out with me? Jimin's doing something till later, but I don't really want to go to my apartment alone…not after yesterday…" She whispers, remembering when she had gotten drunk
"um.. lemme check.. I can stay with you for an hour and a half or so, but after I have to be..somewhere…" She knew Kris would realize sooner or later that her social anxiety would prevent her from being in so many public places on the same day. But she didn't care. She just needed an excuse to be alone.
Kris nods. "Yea that's fine. I just want someone to hang out with really…" Kris shrugs, looking down at her phone, smiling at the background.
"let's um.. go.. then.." she says, finally noticing how crowded the diner really was. She felt her nerves start to trigger her Littlespace, so she grabbed Kris's jacket and rushed out as fast as she could. She stopped about a 1/10 of a mile away from the restraunt to let Kris catch her breath.
Kris follows, not even out of breath. She takes her shoes off, knowing she wouldn't need them and fixes the hood over her hair. "Lana…are you ok?"
"I sowwy, I fewt wittle…" She whispers, looking down.
Kris shakes her head. "No no Lana darling…it's fine. It's totally fine. It doesn't matter." She whispers, taking Lana's hand
Lana gladly accepts Kris's hand and together they walk to Kris's place, Lana tripping every once in a while, as her little self wasn't used to platforms. Once they arrived, she gasped. "We gotta teww oppa!"
Kris smiles gently, opening her door and letting Lana in. "Don't worry dear. I'll text Namjoon to tell him your at my place alright?"
"okay! Can you cowow wif me?" She asks, slipping a binkie into her mouth.
Kris blinks, not knowing what she said, then nods. "Of course Lana…" She whispers, before looking down at her phone. She texts Jimin. I love you
Jimin took a break from practicing and decided to FaceTime Kris. He clicked on her contact and waited for her to pick up.
Kris heard her phone ringing and answering it, snuggling into Iimins jacket. “Hey babe.”
"hey baby. Just checking up, how'd your meeting with that American go?" He asked as a screeching giggle was heard in the background. "You babysitting or something?"