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Post by murri on Oct 27, 2010 16:43:56 GMT -5
Murwareed Saadiya Azeemi, a gorgeous arabic girl walked into the house, wearing her belly-dancer costume, that showed pretty much skin. Luckily, she had never been the most faithful muslim, so she didn't mind. At some points, of course she said no, but she wasn't one of those to hide behind big scarfs. She ran a hand through her long dark hair, while her black eyes scanned the room for faces interesting enough to talk to. She shrugged a little and danced elegantly towards the table with all the drinks. She picked out something and took a sip from it, while casually leaning against the wall. She let a smile run over her lips, so she wouldn't seem all intimidating, even though she knew, that some people would stay away because of her race. She was so used to it by now. It had been tough in the beginning though, living with the fact, that people judges you for your color..
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Post by parkjungwoo on Oct 31, 2010 23:01:00 GMT -5
 JungWoo entered the house. He glanced around a bit before going to get a drink. He usually wasn't the type to go out by himself, since he usually went with friends. But he moved around so much it was hard to get anyone to come out just to hang out with him. He took a deep drink before going to sit on a couch. He sat down and sighed a bit. He really wanted to leave, certain places and parties made him remember back to high school and middle school. He was always the dorky kid getting his friends to laugh but everyone laughed at him instead. It took one final snapping moment to get him to change everything about himself. The way he dressed, talked and acted. He was a bright and very talkative person, but today he couldn't find any words to say to anyone besides hi. Plus here in America the only people he really knew was his family. Back in Korea he had fans and many people who he considered friends. In fact his original plan was to stay at home and watch his favorite Korean TV special. He didn't hate Halloween but never felt it necessary to dress up in wild costumes and make a fool of himself. He glanced around noticing a few people looking at him but all he could do is smile. |
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Post by murri on Nov 1, 2010 16:08:48 GMT -5
Murwareed drank up, the entire cup, before finding another one. She wasn't one to get drunk easily, even though she had been raised as the princess of Arabia. She had her wild nights as any other teenager. She had grown much more sensible the last couple of years, and a lot more serious. She smiled, as she moved through the room, looking for someone, who wouldn't be afraid to talk to her. She found a spot between a korean guy in the couch. "Hello" she greeted him with a little nodd. She looked at him with her atypical olive eyes. The most usual for arabians were all black eyes, but she had her grandmothers instead. She ran a hand through her thick black hair, once more, while thinking about, what she could say to him, to get a conversation going. "Who are you?" she asked him, sounding curious but gentle, while she spoke with her very soft gorgeous voice. The accent was easy to hear, but she wasn't ashamed of it. It was a part of who she was.
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Post by parkjungwoo on Nov 1, 2010 16:30:04 GMT -5
When the girl sat down next to him he noticed her clothes. "Ah. Hi, I'm uh... Park Jung Woo. You?" He said quickly. He took a drink out of his cup again. He really didn't know many people around the place and glanced around but kept his attention on the girl. He glanced at her outfit again. "Nice outfit." he said clearly keeping his calm. "I tend to talk a lot but today I really have been at a loss for words." |
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Post by murri on Nov 1, 2010 16:41:21 GMT -5
She held her gaze locked in his direction with a somewhat thoughtful look in her eyes. She pulled one with of her mouth up in a half smile, but friendly and gentle directed to him. "It's a honour to meet you, Park Jung Woo. Do you have a shorter name I can call you by, though?" she said, aware of, that koreans and so had another way of putting their names down.. Last name first or something. She didn't really know. "My name is Murwareed Saadiya Azeemi, but you can just call me Murri, or Murwa. It's a bit easier to pronounce" she shrugged a little while speaking. When she said her name, the thick fluid arabic came to expression. She knew her name was hard saying, when you didn't speak arabic. "Thank you! And right back at you.. Well, I'll just have to carry the conversation then" she said casually and nodding once. "Where do you come from?"
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Post by parkjungwoo on Nov 2, 2010 13:42:58 GMT -5
"I'm from Korea but I move so much, it's really hard to say where I'm from." He chuckled before sighing. "Just call me Jung or JungWoo. You're name is really pretty by the way." He smiled. He was used to flirting with women all the time, especially beautiful women. He took a sip before looking at Murwa and smiled brightly. "How about you? Where are you from?" He was starting to feel more comfortable just talking to her.
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Post by murri on Nov 3, 2010 13:44:05 GMT -5
She let a little laugh out, still with her soft voice, and the attentive olive eyes directed at the korean guy. "That sounds very interesting, Jung. I'd like to visit Korea one day, if possible". Yes, if her family ever would allow it, or if she could sneak off, she would go to Korea and have a look. She had always loved travelling, but her parents had gotten more strict lately, now that she was promised away to some guy, she didn't even know. "I come from Arabia. The eastern part. I am supposed to go back, after graduating and becoming a doctor, so I cannot allow myself to call this home" she smiled gently to him, speaking in a formal voice. The accent was still easy to hear, but she spoke well english, for one who had only been in the US for three years.
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Post by parkjungwoo on Nov 4, 2010 11:06:52 GMT -5
"I'd love to invite you over one day. You can see my store and some of my good friends." he laughed before remembering evil fans. "Oh yeah... fans too." he smiled when she mentioned where she was from. "Oh really? That's pretty interesting. I only really travel between here & Korea." He glanced around the room wondering if there was anything to do.
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Post by murri on Nov 7, 2010 12:57:02 GMT -5
"I'd love to, really. You own a store? What kind of store?" she asked him curiously, while leaning her head to one side and holding her warm olive-gaze on him, while waiting for response. She laughed a bit and shrugged "It's a nice country at some points. If you follow norms and terms, it's great. But you shouldn't go against those, then it's just plain hell". She was honest, while talking, and looked into her eyes. She loved her country, for most things, but she knew, how hard it could be coming there as a tourist with no knowledge of how to behave. At that point, the arabs were pretty strict.
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Post by parkjungwoo on Nov 7, 2010 14:40:00 GMT -5
"Yeah at the mall. It's pretty big inside and most of our clothes are high-end quality. I've been working on a new line for it... back in Korea. Wedding dresses and formal wear. We do have suits as it is, but most are other brands and I wanted to show what I can do." He smiled. His clothing line meant everything to him right now since it was all he had. "My most recent work was for a girl i was really into but she left me. Now I'm on the fence about gender and relationships." He chuckled to himself a bit as he took another drink. "Not to mention we lost our most recent model in an accident." he frowned. That was the most frustrating day for him since he needed to find another model for his upcoming reveal in Korea. Not to mention, re-sizing, and all the other stuff after finding the model.
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Post by murri on Nov 7, 2010 16:21:43 GMT -5
"That sounds so very interesting. I better go home and check the internet for your stuff, so I can be more enthusiastic another time. she smiled to him before taking another glance around. People were starting to leave the house. She was pretty sure the party would go on for some of them, another place perhaps. She wasn't invited, so she wouldn't know. She looked back to him, before tilting her head to the side. "I'm sorry to hear that. Hope you're alright" she said with her soft gentle voice with the arabic accent in it. She stroke her hand over his, trying to comfort him a little. According to her believes, she wasn't supposed to touch men at all, but as mentioned before: She wasn't the most faithful muslim. That was also why she didn't stay at home to get married to the one her parents chose. It was the reason for her coming here and becoming a doctor. She still believe in Allah and Muhammed, and she followed most of the commandments, but she didn't really give that much credit to the ones about wearing a scarf, and not touching men. "Good luck finding a model. There should be quite many pretty girls to pick from, so it's hard work choosing" she shrugged and leaned back a little, while sipping from her drink. "Looks like the party is over. Would you like to get a cup of coffee or something with me some day? Just meet up and chat on?"
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Post by parkjungwoo on Nov 7, 2010 16:49:45 GMT -5
He smiled at the girl in front of him. His mind started wandering to images of her in a wedding dress. He shook his head lightly before nodding at her. "Yeah it's no problem. It was a mutual break-up of sorts." He smiled when she mentioned coffee. "Sure. Sounds great to me. I always work at my shop but I'm sure I can find time for it." He also noticed people were leaving before he stood up, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a card for his shop. "Here's the card for my shop. My cell number is on the back if you want to reach me about the coffee. It was great meeting you." He said before bowing lightly. He felt like an idiot doing it, but he was used to doing it. |
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