feng doesn't like the cops. so just give me back the car and then he won't get mad and then he won't burn people down trying to get it back because i lost it. i don't want him mad at me!!!
are you poor? do you need money? i can buy the car back. just give it back.
[ literally going to cry if he doesn't get it back thanks, he doesn't want feng thinking he doesn't take care of his things and az thinking he's useless any more than he already assumes he thinks he is.
Seungjun closes his door to make sure the cat doesn't try to dart into the apartment, then glances up and down the hallway to try and see what apartment it belongs to. No obvious doors open, so he'll be damned if he's going to bothered with trying to track this guy's proper home.
His owners better hope he doesn't get out and onto the street.
And with that thought he shifts the strap of his backpack further up his shoulder and steps over the cat. ]
[ this should not surprise, so don't be surprised: puppy rears back a bit and MAULS SEUNGJUN'S ANKLE with the uncanny precision of a cat that spends most of his time as a human. ]
[ It's a surprise to him! He yells loudly, kicking with all of his force to try to dislodge the cat off his ankle. Thank god for jeans providing some protection, but cat teeth are little needles and do a good job getting through even tougher fabric. ]
[ cat gonna climb you up and not in the fun way, now you have a cat clinging to the front of your shirt and not letting go. be glad they're not biting your nipple!!!
this is what happens when you STEAL OTHER PEOPLE'S CARS!!! ]
[ proof of true evil: this monster just hurled an innocent cat far away from him. thanks, now he's yowling and crying and howling for the whole neighborhood to hear.
and also rolling into his human form all flustered and mad, and throwing rocks at you. thank you. ]
[ Innocent his ass! That fuzzball attacked him out of nowhere!
Which would be bad enough if not for the fact that the cat just changed right in front of him.
Look, buddy. Seungjun is a normal human guy who has lived a normal human life (by some definitions...) He doesn't fuck with magic, or even believe in it, so this is a shock.
Enough of a shock that he's spinning around to punch in the code to his apartment, darting inside, and slamming the door shut behind him as he dashes into the apartment without even taking his shoes off.
Fuck this fuck this fuck this. He's leaping over the couch to get on the far end of it so he can start shoving it towards the front door as a barricade. ]
[ yeah he's just gonna keep knocking on the door until something happens. and yelling at the door, too, because look he's not slept for two nights over this and it's very stressful, okay, this is the most evil thing that's ever happened to him all his life.
okay no, third most evil.
WHATEVER ]
OPEN THE DOOR AND FACE ME YOU THIEF, GIVE ME BACK MY CAR!!!
[ Shoving the couch flush up against the door before fishing his phone from his pocket and hastily dialing 112. He's had people pull knives on him before, but somehow this is definitely freaking him out worse, and as the operator picks up the phone he moves to the hallway mirror, pulling at his bottom eyelid to get a good look at his pupil.
He doesn't feel off, and he's not usually one to sample the supplies. Pupil looks normal too, so what the hell?
The entire time he's doing this check he's chatting with the operator. ]
Hey! Yeah-- No, yeah that banging you hear is exactly why I'm calling. Look, someone just assaulted me and is now trying to get into my house. Yeah, yeah, absolutely...
[ He rattles off the complex number as he carefully backs into the living room, watching the door carefully and trying to run through possible exit routes he can take if it comes to that. ]
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feng doesn't like the cops. so just give me back the car and then he won't get mad and then he won't burn people down trying to get it back because i lost it. i don't want him mad at me!!!
are you poor? do you need money? i can buy the car back. just give it back.
[ literally going to cry if he doesn't get it back thanks, he doesn't want feng thinking he doesn't take care of his things and az thinking he's useless any more than he already assumes he thinks he is.
GIVE BACK CAR ALREADY!!! ]
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Ok, you're having trouble with this, so let me type this out clearly for you.
I.
Do.
Not.
Have.
Your.
Car.
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then get it back. don't be stupid.
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Go to the police if you want someone to find your car for you, stalker.
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Not my problem.
[ And with that, Puppy is gonna find his number is blocked. SORRY, PUPPY. He's gonna make this harder than necessary. ]
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but three days later there's a cat sitting in front of seongjun's apartment door, being very aggrieved and frustrated. hi. ]
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Seungjun closes his door to make sure the cat doesn't try to dart into the apartment, then glances up and down the hallway to try and see what apartment it belongs to. No obvious doors open, so he'll be damned if he's going to bothered with trying to track this guy's proper home.
His owners better hope he doesn't get out and onto the street.
And with that thought he shifts the strap of his backpack further up his shoulder and steps over the cat. ]
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this is what happens when you STEAL OTHER PEOPLE'S CARS!!! ]
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It hurts like hell, but Seungjun grabs the cat by the scruff of its neck and yanks him off his torso. RIP his shirt and all, but he can buy another.
Less cool is the fact that he literally hurls the cat down the hallway away from him. It's probably a good thing that Puppy isn't a normal cat. ]
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and also rolling into his human form all flustered and mad, and throwing rocks at you. thank you. ]
WHERE'S MY CAR!!!
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Which would be bad enough if not for the fact that the cat just changed right in front of him.
Look, buddy. Seungjun is a normal human guy who has lived a normal human life (by some definitions...) He doesn't fuck with magic, or even believe in it, so this is a shock.
Enough of a shock that he's spinning around to punch in the code to his apartment, darting inside, and slamming the door shut behind him as he dashes into the apartment without even taking his shoes off.
Fuck this fuck this fuck this. He's leaping over the couch to get on the far end of it so he can start shoving it towards the front door as a barricade. ]
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okay no, third most evil.
WHATEVER ]
OPEN THE DOOR AND FACE ME YOU THIEF, GIVE ME BACK MY CAR!!!
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He doesn't feel off, and he's not usually one to sample the supplies. Pupil looks normal too, so what the hell?
The entire time he's doing this check he's chatting with the operator. ]
Hey! Yeah-- No, yeah that banging you hear is exactly why I'm calling. Look, someone just assaulted me and is now trying to get into my house. Yeah, yeah, absolutely...
[ He rattles off the complex number as he carefully backs into the living room, watching the door carefully and trying to run through possible exit routes he can take if it comes to that. ]