xjongh:

“I don’t know really, It just depends on how you take my compliment.” He shrugged his shoulders. “You could invent a new facial scrub. I’m sure kibum would be one of the first to whine to me to buy one, actually not even one - probably ten. Don’t do it-.”

“I hope you understand that this is my goal. It is and has always been my plan, and if a few banking accounts are completely cleaned out in the process, it is okay.” He pauses, brings his hands up to cup around his face in a way that he hoped framed him angelically before coaxing, “Buy lots. Bibum’s excruciatingly large forehead will need it. But also–”

He grappled with himself in search of his phone, patted and prodded in various directions and areas before finally successfully scooping it out of a pocket and continuing, “–I’m here to help all of society. So that means, I need you to open this image file. Go on, go–” He angled his phone towards the other so that the screen was no longer facing him and; [image]

What remains as the problem here was, he’d chosen to display what was (obviously) the wrong person’s photo, and there was no immediate way to bounce back during his all inclusive monologue.