Post by cho kyuhyun on Apr 27, 2012 3:16:30 GMT -5
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[atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;]  [/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;] [/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]I AM NOT IMMUNE,[/style][STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;] ”Before I knew it, another day passes and My footsteps go towards home With a mind that first started with an anticipating heart" - Kyuhyun.[/style] [STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]A tall young man with sandy, dark-brown hair made his way through the hallways of the SM Entertainment building. The slightly lanky figure was seen moving slowly and seemingly aimlessly, as an arm reached out fingers strummed the walls of the hallway. Kyuhyun huffed and puffed out his cheeks in a deep sigh, and his other hand was lifted up to cover his mouth as he yawned. It was eight in the morning, and he was there to begin a recording for Super Junior KRY, only to discover that the recording session had been moved to 11:30 AM. While he had pondered going back to his car to get a big breakfast somewhere, he decided he wanted coffee first, and he knew that one of the staff break areas would have a fresh pot of coffee brewing, and he had every intention of getting to whichever pot of coffee before anyone else did. Or at least, before said coffee pot was emptied. Whatever. Thus, Kyuhyun kept himself moving forward, finally coming to an open area that resembled a small kitchen. A comfortable couch lay next to a wall, and a small table was in the center of the room. A large, silver fridge was placed next to the counter that a happily brewing coffee pot sat upon. Finally, he had reached salvation. Well, that'll show me to stay up so late at night reading, he grumbled to himself, scanning the cabinets for a coffee mug before he found a large black one. He sighed, taking the half-brewed coffee pot and poured some into the cup, leaning on the counter and breathing in the scented steam from the coffee. He could quite grasp what it was, but there was just that certain something about the first cup of coffee on a tired morning. "A dreary morning, at that," Kyuhyun mumbled aloud, peeking at the window on the other side of the room, only to see the overcast sky and a tree rustling its branches in the wind. How he had managed to bring himself there from the dorms so early without throwing a hissy fit was beyond him. But, as he scanned the empty room, he had to accept the fact that he was there, and he wouldn't be heading back to bed anytime soon. He had to face the... er... music, figure out what to do with his spare time. Three and a half hours to kill... Come to think of it, if he gorged himself on breakfast, he likely would be too loaded up on carbohydrates to function well at the recording. Would it be egg whites and toast again for him? Well, that thought proved laughable because he refused to accept responsibility for getting up as early as he did. They should have notified him of the schedule change earlier. And he doubted that Ryeowook or Yesung would have been as ignorant as he was... He somehow thought they were back at the dormitories, either still sleeping or just beginning to stir. Yet this thought was only brought forth from Kyuhyun's misery, and he wanted someone to direct his frustration toward. Kyuhyun kept mumbling to himself as he pushed himself off the counter, and started ransacking the cupboards again, seeking out something that he could much on while he contemplated his next plan of action. Then, he looked toward the refrigerator. While he was perfectly aware that whatever was in the refrigerator likely belong to SM Entertainment staff, he figured that it was probably okay to eat just a small thing out of it... probably. Surely no one would mind? Leaning down to peek into the fridge, he saw that this idea was met with failure. He saw a couple of small cups of yogurt, and a few other small leftovers, but he didn't see anything he could garner up a breakfast with. Even a simple breakfast of kimchi, rice, and soup would be fine... Finally, Kyuhyun closed the door of the refrigerator, maybe a little harder than he could have, and he plopped himself down onto the couch and presumed a position of deep thought. He didn't mean anything bad to his employers, but he certainly didn't want to spend the next few hours hanging around the SM building. [/style] |
