By the way . . .
If you follow us??? You may have noticed we changed the background on our home page. While we were doing that, sister wanted to rename our blog, "News from the Dungeon" to SOMETHING ELSE.
Her argument was first-time viewers wouldn't understand the signification of the blog title.
I understand what she's getting at . . . however, I have a special attachment to the name.
When sister and I lived together, this is where we invented our stories and started our blog . . . So, it has a special meaning for me. Sister? Pffft . . . she doesn't care. Now ya'll know.
Chapter 10 Pt. 2
Seeing the opportunity to right a situation that had obviously gone belly up, Minho coughed loudly, stepping from behind the doorway, into the space vacated by Keis when she’d gathered IlSeok into her arms. Mouth open, ready to speak, like Key, he too was met with the uncontrollable urge to turn tail and run. But, sensibility kicking in, he blinked consciously instead, hoping the parents downstairs hadn’t heard the screaming and would be pounding the staircase to see what they’d inadvertently done.
Facing two sets of intense blue eyes, dark hair and hauntingly aggravated looks, his stomach lurched ahead of his voice trying desperately not to envision Key’s anime ‘Dream Girl’ drawing. Grabbing him by the shoulder, eyes down, he bowed low, his pride and jewels throbbing painfully, mumbling in shaky English. “So, so . . . sor-ry, mianhe. Come on Key.”
Chapter 21 Pt. 3
"The stockings aren't the ONLY things HUNG this year."
Then, before he even reached the corner (like rubbing salt in an already bleeding wound) JJ’s black SUV skidded to a stop at the intersection, pulling slowly toward the curb.
Witnessing his arrival, the dejected Junsu remained steady none-the-less, head not wavering, eyes focused on the street ahead. It would serve no purpose for either of them to release his anger on the man who’d been like a brother to him for years. No matter how it seemed, it wasn’t his fault the Christmas day that started out being one of the best days of his life now (along with his heart) laid crumpled, in the snow beneath his feet.
Hyun Joong & Saffron at Hyun Joong's cabin:
Interrupting her, his tone was firm. “Saffron, please. I don’t want this to become a huge deal. I said what I said and I meant it. I’m in love with you.” Leaning back a line appeared between his scrunched brows. “If you don’t feel the same, we’ll just leave and go back to the city. I think I told you once before. I’m not into being your boy toy.”
“Boy Toy?” Stunned she met his determined eyes. What the hell. Was he really drawing the line? No groveling, not even an apology. Hell no, he’d just put all his cards on the table, obviously it meant . . . all or nothing. “Really Joong you’re getting almost as dramatic as my sister.” (Although she liked the notion of lashing him to the bed, naked and blindfolded while she did unspeakable things to him.)
The Chairman's Daughters . . .
Minho & Key: Whoo Hoooo . . .
Jonghyun: Yahhhh . . . they're the best.