New Girl RP
Bad hair day. Kind of broken heart. Ah, and new roommate.
That day should be a perfect day. But wasn’t. Wasn’t from the beginning.
I was woken up by my noise neighbors from upstairs; there were five of them – definitely too much in such a small apartment – not caring about others and behaving like wild animals. Knowing their personality they were going to have new roommate(s) soon, and I swear to new Gucci bag, I’m going to kill them one day if they become even nosier.
But that day wasn’t a day to be disturbed by anyone; I calmly walked around my perfect tiny apartment, with expensive furniture from Europe and fluffy white carpet that cost most of my monthly salary. I sighed and sat on leather armchair, slowly touching it to feel cold material under my fingers.
It was hard to say goodbye to this place but I was determined to take another huge step in my life.
I looked one last time in the mirror; that wasn’t my best hairstyle and that day absolutely nothing worked to make it look better. I sighed for the uptenth time; he loved me for who I am, not for what I look like.
I sprayed his favorite perfume around myself and was ready to go out.
We met at a club; had few drinks, danced. It wasn’t the right time to ask him so I waited a bit more. When I was able to take him out of the club before he was too drunk to listen to me, we went to quite restaurant. I wish we could go to more fancier place; but he always refused.
‘It’s not for us; and it’s ridiculous to pay this match for food!’ he always said, even though money wasn’t a problem to him, rich son of politician.
So we were sitting in ordinary siktang, ‘restaurant’ with cheap food and uncomfortable wooden seats.
He was occupied with his bowl of jajangmyeon; I was more focused on how to ask him.
“Kibum, what’s wrong? You seem distant today.” He said when he finished eating and noticed I haven’t even started.
“Jjong, you know what date is today?”
“It’s not our anniversary!” He looked at me with puppy eyes.” It’s not, right?”
“Jjong, you had said exactly month ago that after a month I should move in to your apartment.”
“Oh, that.” He scratched his head and looked down, not being able to look straight into my eyes. I immediately knew his answer. “Let’s wait another month. Just one month, I promise!” He grabbed by hands.
I hoped for more, for an apologetic kiss, but in public Jjong never showed too much skinship; what was going on behind closed door of my apartment when we were alone was a completely different story.
“I can’t afford to rent my apartment any longer.” I said resigned.
“I can pay for it.”
“I don’t want to take any money from you, you know that.” I stated something obvious to me; he was rich and I wasn’t; taking money from him would made me feel very pitiful, and I, Kim Kibum, wasn’t going to check how it was to be pitiful. “I should find myself roommate like the rest of those noisy kids.” I referred to my neighbors, not only those upstairs. Everyone in that building had at least one roommate.
“That’s great idea!” Jjong smiled, happy that we had a solution. “But I have one request.”
“Your roommate must be a girl.”
“You jealous dinosaur, you don’t trust me?” I teased him.
“I don’t want any other guys to be around my handsome boyfriend.” He ignored his own rules and kissed me softly. “Shouldn’t we head to your place, and enjoy last night without anyone who could interrupt us?”
I nodded in response, and we soon left the restaurant.
It’s a horrible feeling when after a wonderful night you wake up in cold empty bed, to realize that night is now past.
It was heartbreaking. But it wasn’t a time to worry why Jjong wasn’t ready to live with me; and why he was always disappearing early in the morning. It was time to look for a new roommate.
I wasn’t going to allow complete strange into my little palace; I was looking for a girl who would appreciate my excellent interior design taste, and who would take care of my apartment as much as I did. No one fitted that description.
I packed my bag and hurried to work; it was a set of new historical drama, and my job was to design and take care of actors’ costumes.
During coffee breaks I was usually meeting up with Soo Ah, who was an assistant director, to gossip and eat.
“Boyfriends are such a waste of time.” She read my face like a book. “Yours doesn’t want you to move in, while my roommate’s has just move into ours because he’s too lazy to earn money and pay rent for his place.”
She took another bite of her sandwich before finishing; she liked to talk a lot, and usually I was very talkative too.
“I just can’t stand living with the two of them; they snuggle everywhere, even on kitchen’s table; and we have very thin walls between rooms…”
“Sounds awful…to you. I bet they have wonderful time.” I laughed seeing her disgusted face expression.
“I guess, I have to move out to let them fully enjoy themselves.”
And then it hit me; Soo Ah wasn’t perfect; clumsy, loud, weird. But she understood me well.
“Soo ah, haven’t you thought of moving in to a nice apartment rented by always good-looking, smart, with excellent taste…”
“Don’t praise yourself too much, just tell me when I can move in?”
Jung Soo Ah (23) – works as assistant director&scriptwriter; loves animals, is clumsy and talkative, [I’ll edit her description later]
Kim Kibum (23) – works as film costume designer; sensitive and sarcastic diva; honest [sometimes too honest]; likes when everything goes according to his plans; confident; is not ashamed of who he is [doesn’t hide the fact he likes boys way more than girls :)]
L.Joe (20) – member of Teen Top dance crew; student; tries to look tough but is in fact very shy; weird, lives a bit in his own word; he is hitting his roommates a lot [in playful way] but you could have an impression he’s aggressive/violent:P he can be awkward around you firstly but when he gets closer to you, he becomes such a sweetheart:)
I'm not good at characters' description; let's see how they will develop in stories:)