#► — interactions • seonho jones

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closed starter for @evnoia from seonho jones to daphne miller or ito ruriko

Eyes on the road and hands at ten and two, Seonho's fingers thrum on the steering wheel to the beat of the song playing through the stereo. "You can change the music if you would like." Briefly, he glances over to the passenger on his right, tapping his passcode into his phone and pulling up Spotify in one easy swipe. "I have a few saved playlists but you can really search for whatever. The only thing I request is no instrumentals preferably. I love them and all, but they can be almost too calming and I'd like us to get to our destination in one piece.

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seonho: it's really not but yeah it all works out to your advantage hahaha seonho: well you COULD just call maintenance but i DO tend to get there faster

ophelia: that's untrue what ophelia: though i guess it's good to have you around ophelia: who else am i supposed to call to change my light bulb or help fix my sink?

[fireliit]

closed starter for @chcrismatic (quinn) location: night and dine

"I was hoping I'd get you as my server," Seonho greets as soon as Quinn walks up to where he's sat at the diner. "But I didn't remember if you worked shifts this late." The main perk of this establishment, outside of the great comfort food, is that it's doors never closed. Perfect for a night owl like him who is coasting on empty after a long night at the warehouse. "How have the vibes been here tonight?" Another nice thing about the late hour is that it's not packed, though there is a scattering of other patrons.

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closed starter for @brcvcty​​ from seonho jones location: overtime

Knocking on Jun’s office door, Seonho waits a few beats before poking his head in with a grin that is fraying at the edges. The bar has officially closed, but he still has a long night ahead of him before his head will be hitting a pillow. Well, before he will be able to go to sleep while in bed, anyway. “Hey, Boss. I counted down the till, cleaned the taps, locked the coolers, emptied the trash...” As he began to prattle on the long list, he summed it up instead, sweeping a hand through his bangs, “I finished all the usual closing duties. Can I help you with inventory before I take off?” While he may have to stay awake long passed the soon rising sun, he’d rather see to it that Jun go home before he leaves. It’s the least he can do to also look out for the older man in his own small ways. 

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Hands are quick to fly up, waving dismissively as if the motion could erase any guilt that Bianca feels. As far as Seonho is concerned, there's no harm done. "Don't even worry about it! Really. It's impossible to know how many marks were already there, and I'm not worried about it." In his perspective, Bianca has already done him so many favors, and he wouldn't hold something so trivial against her. "So long as she still runs," He pats a hand on top of the vehicle's hood, smile spreading on his face. The vehicle is on its last legs. "It's all good.

The guilt that Bianca started feeling as soon as she saw it was Seonho's car was evident. Sure she felt some guilt beforehand but not enough to bribe someone for their silence. But not her sweet Seonho! "Oh buddy I'm so sorry!" She quickly ran over to double check that she really didn't and was embarrassed to find some marks. "Oh god no there are some! Please let me make it up to you somehow, Seonho. I feel so terrible."

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closed starter for @olivebeau​ from seonho jones

Rolling up to the receptionist desk with his cart in tow, Seonho continues folding clean towels so that he can tell Olive the latest gossip while still actually working in the event management reared their ugly head. “Okay, so are you ready to hear the latest on that couple that has been staying in room 303?” It’s early enough in the morning that no guests are nearby, so he doesn’t have to worry about their conversation being overheard, leaning as close as he can over the counter. The walls are thin enough that when he had been cleaning in the next room, he had overheard a conversation that he thinks might interest his co-worker who seems to thrive on the drama. “Apparently they are here in an attempt to rekindle the ‘romance’ after the husband was caught messing around with her sister and her best friend. I’m actually kind of dreading having to clean their room after that Do Not Disturb sign comes down when I heard their detailed plans on how they intend to do that. Though I guess it can’t be as bad as that makeshift meth lab I cleaned up the other day.”

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closed starter for @scfiafm​​ from seonho jones

He thanks the McDonald’s employee that hands him their bag through the drive-thru window, pulling out of the parking lot and back onto the street in the direction of Sofia’s place. “Here you go. A 10-piece McNugget meal.” Hopefully that would soak up some of the alcohol that his friend had consumed throughout the course of the night. Though he would still recommend that she down a bottle of water and shoot back some Ibuprofen as extra measures to fight off that hangover that is sure to be pounding at her temples in the morning. “Sorry I had to cut you off earlier. Boss’s a stickler about overserving.” That may not actually be something that Jun has told him, but considering how the owner of the bar tends to fret, Seonho thinks it’s a safe assumption. Besides, he doesn’t ever want to end up having to drive Sofia to the hospital for alcohol poisoning. 

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closed starter for @demolitioniism​​ from seonho jones location: overtime

“Next time, I’m going to have to stop by Renegade for one of your classes. I go there to workout a few times a week, but I have never signed up for any of the courses,” Seonho muses as he spins a bottle of alcohol idly in his hands. It’s more of a motion he conducts because he’s restless rather than an attempt to show off to his relatively new friend, something to keep his hands busy as the bar has yet to pick up. The next soccer game will be starting shortly, though, so he intends to take advantage of the lull in business while he can. He sets his elbows up on the counter, cocking his head at Maeve. “What inspired that career choice, if you don’t mind me asking?” Then he remembers that all she has in front of her is a glass of water. “Oh, and pick your poison. This one can be on me. I can make pretty much anything with whatever you see here.” He gestures toward the display of liquor behind him with his free hand. 

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He wishes that people weren't so quick to judge Chance by his appearance. While he doesn't know if his friend is misperceiving the situation, Seonho is aware that others do jump to the wrong conclusion about Chance. "Or maybe they are just busy! There are a lot of people in here." He tries to assume the best while wanting to be helpful, nodding his head to Chance's assessment. "That sounds like the best bet. I am sure that your moms will love anything that you give them regardless of any hidden meaning because they will be able to feel your sincerity just from the gesture alone." In the same vein, he considers buying something for his mother to drop off in the room of her care facility. "You just showing up is probably the best apology of all."

"I keep looking for someone but I think they just see me as a walking red flag that wants too much for too little and they're doing their best to avoid me." Or maybe that was all in his head, asking for too much from a bouquet of flowers when he didn't know the first thing about them other than what colors they were. And anyone that stepped up to try and help him might not be up for the challenge which meant that he needed to try for something a bit more simple. Though when the other asked his phone, Chance grinned. "Okay, yeah just apology flowers so that I can not have to worry about it saying everything other than I'm sorry I'm a shit son lately." Or maybe he needed to get a card. Flowers just seemed nicer than a card.

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"Oh, I can't wait to see that when you are done," he enthuses excitedly, wondering how Mei will choose to display them. "Are you going to paint or carve them at all?" Seonho poses as his eyes survey the nearby pumpkins. "You should get a few small ones to go on the sides." He taps on a nearby gourd. "I need to find two solid ones for my youngest sisters to carve up."

Mei's face immediately broke out into a bright grin and she nodded her head. "You get it," she said quite simply. "The plan is to make a display of sorts, so this is one of many, but I need a few that can take centre stage." This pumpkin could definitely do that, especially now she had Seonho's agreement. At least someone didn't think she was completely insane.

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"A thousand dollars?" He whistles. "If that was my going rate, my bank account would be in a far better state than it is." The sentiment that Matt relays is one that he could echo. It would be nice if he had more of a leg up than he does, but he tries not to complain. "Your apprenticeship is kinda the same to an internship, right? That's probably how they rationalize not compensate you for your practicing time, but I don't mind volunteering myself as tribute once you get to that point." Laughter rips through him freely. "Okay, that's fair. Animals have plenty to say, but I don't know how good I'd be at interpreting."

"Like a thousand dollars at least. Maybe more." He couldn't afford that, but hey, maybe someone could. "Damn, I wanted to be a nepo baby." He sighed, wishing that he could be like Jamie Lee Curtis or someone as cool as her. "An internal promo doesn't sound as cool. Though I dunno if it's really a promotion yet, I don't get paid much to practice because it's like practicing, you know?" His rate had to be lower, of course. "You can't have a back and forth with a dog? I've seen some huskies on tiktok that love to argue."

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"That would be a pretty cool party trick to have. To just be able to take a quick mental count as people talk." But it's not one that Seonho would appreciate having or being used against him as someone who could run his mouth. "See, I could spend hours shopping too, but it's not fun for me. I should just be better at meal planning to save myself the hassle, but, well..." His words trail and he shrugs sheepishly. Planning ahead for anything has never been his strong suit. "I know what popsicles you are talking about, I think. The ones that taste like those classic sour cherry candies." He can't remember if he bought them from this store or not, otherwise he would point her in the right direction. "Yeah, yeah, exactly. Got to take advantage of all those fifty percent off sales. Literally the only thing different about those candies tends to be the colors rather than the flavors."

"You've never met my mother then. Apparently she keeps a word count on me," Kendra joked, rolling her eyes. Her mother had always been on her to not talk too much, to talk about the right things with the right people. Thankfully she didn't have to deal with that any more. "Oh I love grocery shopping. I could spend hours looking at everything and deciding what to buy and what I could make with it. Of course it's a little more hectic when there is a big holiday dinner I have to prepare for." This year, she was handling the holidays all by herself, so she wasn't sure what she was going to do. "I have to be in the right mood for sour stuff, but I found these sour suckers that I'm like addicted to. Oh and there are these sour popsicles that are amazing! It's like a cherry lemonade thing," she said, her hands waving in the air as she described things. "Nothing better than after Valentine's day and all the other after holiday candy sales. Best time to stock up."

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His feet start tapping almost immediately after he's sat down. "There has got to be a better system. The traffic circle and two-lane structure just isn't it." Seonho sips his coffee, not ready to face a full morning of driving after the experience. "Tutors, huh?" His tongue clucks to the top of his mouth, and he eyes Norah with a hopeful curiosity. "Are there any publicly-funded programs for that by chance that you know of?"

"It's fine, I'm not using it." Norah replies, gesturing vaguely towards the empty chair. Taking another sip from her drink, she hums quietly, setting her phone aside when the other joins her at the table. "Tell me about it. I just dropped my daughter off, and I definitely didn't miss the long drop off lines." Norah says with a shake of her head. "See, that's what tutors are for. There's far less tears and yelling involved too."

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"You look way cuter than a drenched rat!" Seonho insists with ease, always ready to hype up Addison at any given moment. "Besides, we'll both dry off soon enough under these sun's rays." He gestures upwards to where the sun is hanging high in the sky as the focal point of a beautiful summer afternoon. "I am good with that," He's agreeable with her truce, nodding his head and droplets falling from the strands framing his face. "That sounds like the perfect way to top off the day. And on the way back, we can grab some ice cream!" Excitement colors his tone, heading in the direction of his car where they could set their water guns. "It's such a nice day we probably could walk?"

Addison comes to a sudden stop, a quiet huff of laughter leaving her lips as she feels the water drip down her back. She was glad she’d opted for a sensible outfit this morning. “Oh my god, Seonho ! I feel like a drenched rat.” Spending time with Seonho was always fun. They were such good friends, and it always seemed so effortless. She turns to him slowly, yet still a little cautious. “How about we call a good old-fashioned truce and head to the green to cool off ? ” Slowly she moves forward, hopeful that he’s definitely out of ammunition. “Oh, we could pick some stuff up on the way and have a little picnic ! That sounds fun, right ? ”

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"How to make...tea?" Seonho repeats, as if he has misunderstood Banks. His need for caffeine is on full display as he blinks slowly, absorbing the words before scratching his cheek. "You don't just have the packets that you can seep in hot water?" He doesn't know how the process works at the café, but he's easygoing and flexible. "If not, you can just make me coffee then." He doesn't want to cause Banks any trouble or be perceived as a difficult customer in any way, assuming that barista has to deal enough with snippy people who get testy when they haven't had their coffee fix.

It was the matcha incident all over again. Someone coming in for something that was barely ordered when he was working the counter, leaving him to figure out what all went into it. "You wouldn't happen to know how to go about making that, would you?" Banks wasn't in the mood to bug someone else and his phone was already dead, meaning he'd have to ask how to make it right rather than pretend that he knew what the fuck he was doing. "Most order the coffee when I'm back here, which means that you're the lucky fuck that gets to try something new."