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loungil‌:

was he being too calm? he almost feared so, in his lack of experience with anything related to the sphere of emotional involvement, especially in romantic relationships ━jinwoo being the very first he’s felt something this strong towards, being the first one who caressed his lips and held him tight and made him feel safe and sound, being the very first one to make him experience how an actual romantic date was supposed to be. it was giving him the proverbial butterflies all over his stomach, it was making him smile indeed… he just wished to be just good at expressing those emotions. perhaps he only needed time and practice, like with anythng else. “ i know, but you can’t blame me for being curious. ” even with cane at hand and chilly air telling him he was in the complex’s hallway he’d let the other slowly guide him towards the elevator ━fingers easily finding their way towards the braille embossed buttons. “ of course i am. just relax, things are going to work just fine. ”

it’s not the date itself that’s making him so nervous — no, not when he’s already got all the experience he needs, having been on countless dates before, so many that he’s honestly lost count. it’s just that maybe, just maybe, all he wants is to impress his boyfriend, to make sure that their first date as an official couple will be a memorable one, to make him feel special, because that’s what he deserves. because sanggil truly is the most important person in his life, and jinwoo would to anything to make him happy. “ i just really want everything to be perfect, y’know? ” cue jinwoo’s famous pout as he leads the other into the elevator once the doors open, pressing the ground floor button and then leaning down to peck his boyfriend’s cheek, his hand resting protectively on the small of his back. “ i know i probably sound like a broken record right now, but god, you just look so stunning tonight. i mean, you’re always beautiful, but y’know. i love you so much, babe. ” and there he goes again, blabbering on and on about how whipped he is — it’s a miracle that he hasn’t scared sanggil off yet. once they reach their destination, he guides the other out of the elevator, then out of the building, an infatuated grin gracing his features as he holds the door open for his beloved, a cool breeze greeting them.

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jiyecns‌:

jiyeon: still not feeling v valid or important tbfh jiyeon: but thank you for making me smile and making my day better, jinwooey!!😊😍 jiyeon: YOU are valid and important,, and an actual angel

jinwoo: i am pouting and it’s your fault jinwoo: like, for the love of god and sweet baby jesus, let me knock that mf’s teeth out jinwoo: or at least one tooth jinwoo: pwetty pwease !!

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snapchat to ⇢ jiyeon ♡ !

@jiyecns

jinwoo: it’s an angel! it’s a goddess! jinwoo: no, it’s just jiyeon! jinwoo: daily reminder that you’re valid and important and i love you!

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itsrians‌:

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  // the simplest way she can describe how it is like to be with jesse is like feeling like you are on the highest point of a roller coaster ride, the ride is momentarily still to build up your anticipation and excitement of the big drop you see before you. you feel like you are on top of the world and you might as well be with how high you are and how you are able to see a complete different view of the world you know than the one you always knew, the wind blowing your hair in all sorts of direction and the day is perfect with how bright and sunny it is. all is good and is amazing in that moment and it only gets more incredible once you make that drop, nothing but an exhilarating rush running through your veins as you laughed and screamed out the joy you felt. it is so simple, so instinctual. there is no need to pretend or to be someone else. it is you in that moment and experiencing all that comes to you and really, rian does not know what better feeling in the world can be than to be yourself. and that is who jesse is to her, grinning when he leans down to kiss her on the forehead before ruffling up her hair. any other person, and she would smack their hand away for ruining the effort she placed into making her hair look that good but this is jesse and jesse can do no wrong. she is reminded that it was not just her and jesse when she felt a tap on her shoulder and she sees that it was jinwoo, returning his smile with one of her own before she was holding his hand with one hand while the other was wrapped around jesse’s arm. “to get the most important person of the world, duh. jesse, this is jinwoo and jinwoo, this is jesse a.k.a the man behind this party and the existence of this club.” she huffs a little when she hears jesse introducing himself and apologising about how difficult she could be sometimes, pouting at jinwoo to defend her. “excuse you, i am a complete joy and gift to be around with and jinwoo would know best how wonderful i am, right?”

（ ✩ ）—  if this were someone else, anyone but rian, he probably wouldn’t even hesitate to poke a little fun at them ( didn’t she always claim that getting attached to people is the biggest mistake one can make? or does that not apply to jesse? ) just for the hell of it, but then again, jinwoo has already learned his place. or rather, she has taught him that nothing good ever comes out of trying to mess with her. and so he chooses to dismiss her comment ( the most important person in the world, huh? ) even though her words keep replaying in his mind, an underlying glint of curiosity present in his gaze. “ yeah, she’s a real joy to be around. maybe a bit too pushy for her own good, but i wouldn’t have it any other way, you know? ” he admits, partly just to please the girl, and partly because he actually happens to enjoy her company, despite her difficult personality. many people find it hard to deal with her self-absorbed nature and overbearing assertiveness, yet jinwoo finds it almost ( keyword: almost ) cute. she’s a pain in the ass, yes, but she’s his pain the ass, and friends are meant to accept each other’s flaws. perhaps he’s just always had the gift of seeing something good and worthy of love in everyone, no matter how troublesome or damaged they seem, and so that’s why he simply puts up with her sharp tongue without ever taking her occasional temper tantrums and mean comments to heart. “ see you guys inside. ” with a meaningful wink, mostly aimed at his friend, he skips off on his own in order to give them some time alone, entering the club and making his way towards the bar to get himself a drink, ready to finally have some real fun.

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loungil‌:

he was taken aback, completely unexpecting the other’s gesture even despite how much carefulness he could feel coming from the delicate grip grown firm around his waist and the broad chest against his shoulderblades, trace of lips brushing the slightly exposed curve of his neck causing the sightless one to barely be able to hold back his spine from arching, a noise chortled out —cheeks oh so red, oh so deliciously burning with heat right at the apples and spreading to the tiny bridge, making him feel all flustered. it was a low blow from jinwoo, leaving him almost dumbfounded for a long second or two —only regaining some form of attention when being gently guided hand in hand from the bedroom he now shared with his beloved to the entrance. “ mhn—— the keys. ” okay, he could still talk, good —time to let his feet slide in his best shoes and palm the upper part of the rack in search of his cane, eyes fluttering ever so slightly in adorableness even when finding the precious metallic guide. “ you haven’t told me where did you reserve our table. ”

among the infinite number of things jinwoo adores about his boyfriend, there’s something particularly endearing that never fails to make his heart skip a beat or two — the fact that his body is so honest around him, from the way the corners of his lips curl up into a content smile whenever he holds his hand, to the way his cheeks flush when jinwoo makes yet another racy joke. just one look at his face is enough for the younger male to be able to tell how he’s feeling, and truth be told, he’d be lying if he said he doesn’t take advantage of that, at least from time to time, teasing his beloved just to get a reaction out of him. “ that’s because it’s a secret, love. i told you to leave it all to me, didn’t i? ” and he truly did take care of everything, after spending an entire week planning out every single tiny detail, worrying about things he’s never really cared about before ( is the location he picked fancy enough? should he buy him a present, too, while he’s at it? perhaps a pretty bouquet of red roses— but wait, does sanggil even like flowers? ) just to make sure their very first date would be an unforgettable experience. “ let��s go, then, shall we? ” grabbing his keys, he opens the door for the other, not forgetting to lock it once he escorts him outside, his hand resting on his lower back as he leads him towards the elevator. “ are you excited? ”

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sohves‌:

as jinwoo starts to explain, which she thought wouldn’t really happen considering how he drew a line between them before even getting to talk, with her right hand up she calls over a waiter that promptly showed up with a bottle of her favorite red wine and two glasses. processing every word of his with care, reaching to grab a wine glass to then have the drink being poured into it for her. “ wait— what do you mean? ” brown eyes widened as her facial expression came to reveal pure shock for the way he expressed himself about his parents, those who sohee truthfully admired for their remarkable accomplishments and so far had been nothing but sweet around her. “ so you’re saying they just pretend to be nice? i know most people here do that, it wouldn’t be the first time … but they just seemed so genuine to me, you know. i’m usually good at reading people’s intentions towards me. ” her brows knit together in confusion. although they just met each other, she trusted him to believe he was honest. “ if that’s the case, have they ever considered getting themselves an acting gig? they would be pretty good, i’m shocked. ” she teased, mouth opened dramatically. “ i might do it, but i doubt they would listen. they’re just too busy, they have always been. that’s why after i turned seventeen they asked me to come to every event on their behalf. ” 

there’s nothing surprising about the girl’s slight disbelief. only god knows how many innocent souls they’ve managed to deceive with their sweet words that are always meant to hide something. even in the past, no one would believe him when he tried to talk about the way they treated him at home, and even if they did, the entire blame still managed to fall on jinwoo — because he was a troublemaker, and he deserved to be punished. somehow, he was always the bad guy, even when he was the one with a busted lip and a broken heart. and so he doesn’t blame sohee, shrugging nonchalantly before he reaches out to take his own glass. “ these people can’t even love their own children properly. do you really think they actually care about a bunch of strangers? realistically speaking. ” her stunned expression amuses him, but then again, who wouldn’t be shocked to find out that he’d grown up in an abusive household? “ that one time when i called jinyoung an idiot and my dad broke my nose? that shit was hilarious. ” more like traumatizing, but it’s not like he’s willing to admit that yet. she’ll have to work harder to fully unlock his tragic backstory. letting out a deep chuckle, he brings his glass up to his lips to take a sip. “ what do you do for a living, though? my parents probably told me, but i couldn’t be bothered to pay attention since i was too busy being an asshole. ”

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loungil‌:

“ it’s not that hard to imagine that. ” he knew jinwoo looked dashing, he didn’t need functioning eyes to be aware of that —nor to be petty and call out the fact jinwoo could use a mirror and wear things that weren’t an endless grayscale so that weird pairings could be averted. he knew jinwoo was just more handsome than he was —lithe and tiny, lost the count of how many thought he was just a girl with shorter hair when trying to call his attention from the back, probably not that much of a pretty face either from what he could deduce by touching his face. probably all he could do is make jinwoo look even more handsome. “ that tho, that’s hard to imagine —me being gorgeous, that is. ” with a hum he turned, turning at the poke with a grace of one used to the environment around him and aware of how to move, grabbing for his jacket to let it slide over tiny shoulders. “ i’m technically ready. the cane is at the entrance with the keys and the shoes. ”

at times, it genuinely seems like his boyfriend is completely unaware of his own beauty and the effect it has on him — after all, he can’t see the way jinwoo always looks at him with so much love and longing, as if he’s the most exquisite thing he’s ever laid his eyes on, but that only makes the younger male want to pamper and praise him even more. “ hold on, what are you saying? ” his long lashes flutter as he blinks a few times, lips drawn into a concerned frown. careful not to startle the other, he wraps his arms around his waist from behind and pulls him against his chest, resting his chin on his shoulder and pressing a feathery kiss against the side of his neck. “ my baby is the prettiest, and that’s a fact. ” at last, he manages to detach himself from sanggil, reaching out to gently intertwine their fingers and slowly guiding him through the apartment he’s grown to love so much ever since they’ve started living together. then he finally lets go of his hand so he can slip his shoes on, looking around almost frantically and patting his pockets, making sure not to forget anything. “ i’ve got my phone right here— and my wallet, of course. and that’s it, i guess? ”

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That’s a really particular way to ask for water, Hoseok

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loungil‌:

the fact that nothing and everything had changed at the same time felt like a blessing, like something he didn’t need to be afraid of —the soft bantering between the two of them still being there, just like the newest addition of a more intimate form of affection, of further meanings between words. it was something that just made the transition from friends to lovers easier, less of a trauma. “ well, someone’s gotta do that, and it’s better if it’s me rather than a stranger, no? ” with a chuckle he let his own hands fall to the side so that the other could engage the fight against his shirt’s buttons, feeling the silk caressing the pale skin underneath. it was a pretty shirt —according to the clerk, it was something similar in style to what an idol group had been wearing. not that he cared. he just liked silken fabrics and details meant to wrap around his neck. “ i am pretty sure you look better. ”

it’s so easy to love sanggil, with all his endearing little quirks and adorable habits that never fail to warm his heart like nothing and nobody else does. as each day passes by, he slowly finds himself falling deeper and deeper in love with the pianist, discovering new and even more fascinating sides of him that always leave him aching to see even more, getting to know his mind, body and soul, the entirety of his being. “ mm, i do look pretty good, just so you know. ” there’s a playful grin on his lips, one that sanggil cannot see, though he can probably feel it in his voice as jinwoo runs his fingers through his hair, looking almost smug, yet sinfully charming. “ but you’re absolutely gorgeous, baby. ” the urge to pull him right into his arms and kiss him is unbearable, but somehow, god knows how, he manages to suppress it, reaching out to gently poke his forehead instead. “ come on, get ready. ”

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jvhoon‌:

“ very funny, bro. ” jihoon keeps a straight face despite how irritating it was to see jinwoo making fun of this whole thing. while he recognized he was going too far with his nagging and complaints, he still hoped the other would at least listen for once and for all. and right now, it was hard to tell who was being the most irrational out of them. “ so you just want me to stay here with arms crossed watching how you get all wasted by the end of the night? you should at least show that you’re grateful for having someone that worries about you. plus, if i wasn’t here you would still be calling me later to pick you up, what’s the difference? ” he lost count of every time he had to rush out of a late night training with the team, or even woken up by his phone’s ringtone knowing exactly who it was. but it was really funny, how jinwoo didn’t seem to notice or care that he always had his back. “ look, this is just ridiculous and arguing doesn’t makes sense. i hardly believe someone is able to have fun in a place like this but go ahead if you must, i can’t leave without you anyways — just don’t think i’m not going to remind you how foolish you are later. ”

yes, he’s being absurdly stubborn, and yes, he does feel somewhat bad about it, although admittedly, that doesn’t really seem to be the case, judging by his shit-eating grin and facetious remarks. but no matter what his friend thinks, he does appreciate him, maybe even more than he imagines, even if he doesn’t always show it as much as he probably should. “ c’mon, don’t be like that. you know i don’t want you to sit here and watch me get wasted. i just want us to have fun. together. isn’t that what friends do? ” except, alas, this is nowhere near jihoon’s idea of fun, and jinwoo simply doesn’t seem to get it, dragging him along to the wildest parties, perhaps expecting him to magically loosen up and have the time of his life. unfortunately, that’s not how things work, and a bottle of cheap beer certainly won’t be enough to change his mind. “ fine, whatever. what do you want to do, then? ” heaving a defeated sigh, he shoves his hands into his pockets and looks up at the other expectantly. maybe, just maybe, he’ll let him have his way this time. “ it’d be a pity to go home. ”

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loungil‌:

“ i can hear you biting your nails from here, jin. it’s all going to be okay, don’t worry about it too much or you’re going to end up with early wrinkles. ” and he had all the good reasons to, technically —it was their first date as an ‘official’ couple, there was so much jinwoo must have organized ( or tried to ) for them to do and enjoy and or course there was always the chance of things not working that smoothly. sometimes life just liked to be a pain in the ass like that. “ uh—— “ there was a frown on the blind man’s features, head aiming down —his own hands still fumbling with the buttons of a silk shirt half tugged into his pants. “ i think i’m buttoning this all wrong. ”

“ i’m not biting my nails! ” cue a childish retort, as if he wasn’t just totally caught in the act, completely forgetting about his boyfriend’s keen sense of hearing and then digging his own grave with a particularly loud crunch. “ or fine, maybe i am, but you don’t have to call me out like that, you know? ” it’s easy to see that he’s all fidgety and restless, pacing around the room, unable to sit still while he’s waiting for sanggil to get ready. it’s a special evening, one that’s supposed to be perfect, and he isn’t willing to let anything or anyone ruin it. “ oh, c’mere. ” he mumbles, gently pulling the other closer so he can help him, buttoning his shirt with ease and not-so-lowkey checking him out once he’s done. “ god, you’re so beautiful. ”

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itsrians‌:

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*  // after a playful banter with dixie and a very mature act of sticking her tongue out at didi as her closing point, a rare side to rian is soon seen as the chatter dies down and only the music continues on strong. one of silence and maybe even, contemplative, as she rests her head against the window and watches the nightlife passing by her. it was strange indeed, two adjectives that would normally be the last thing you would think to even use with her but yet here she was displaying something besides the bright and the cheerful persona people know her so well by. it might weird jinwoo out to see her like this and frankly, she is not bothered by what he would think of it. it is not as if she cared what people thought of her any other time, anyways. a chime from her phone and she was reading the text she received, a smile growing on her face immediately while her fingers were typing away quickly. sitting up straighter in her seat, her fingers tapped against the back of her phone as she counts down the number of streets and turns it would take before they reach the club, missing the knowing looks exchanged between the couple for they knew the only reason that would make her that excited. the more they got closer to the club, the more she was shifting back to her typical rian self and soon as the car came to a complete stop, she was the first one out of the car as she ran towards the entrance and glomping a blonde male that was greeting the guests. the couple took their time to get out, shaking their heads and laughing about the way rian was being before dixie turned to look at jinwoo and nodded her head towards where rian was. “you see that guy over there? that’s jesse a.k.a the only man, or person even, that rian loves. compare to how she looks and acts, she could care less if you mess with her or her things or what she wants. but you mess with jesse? shit, hell is going to freeze over because she is the anger and the wrath of all like seven levels of hell if anyone tries to do anything funny with jesse.”   

（ ✩ ）—  if there’s anyone who can out-talk jinwoo, it’s nobody but rian, and that’s one of the many things he appreciates about her. there’s no need for him to hold back and filter himself when they’re together, partying from dusk till dawn and enjoying every moment of their youth, because she’s one of the few people in his life who can truly keep up with his raw energy and spontaneity. but this is a bizarre sight, watching her disconnect herself from the rest of the world, lost in her own thoughts, so calm and taciturn, completely different from the rian he knows. yet strangely, he doesn’t try to question her, studying her peculiar demeanor with evident curiosity, but not saying anything, no matter how much he’d like to tease her. maybe, just maybe, even people like rian have a vulnerable side, carefully hidden behind a pretty smile and a sharp tongue. the last thing he wants is to bring her wrath upon himself, and so he shrugs it all off instead, minding his own business likes he always does when it comes to her. by the time they reach their destination, rian’s already back to her usual lively self, making jinwoo laugh at her eagerness as she jumps out of the car almost instantly, not even bothering to wait for him. “ hey, where are you— ” before he can even finish his question, the girl’s already gone, casually skipping off without even looking back and greeting some dude he’s never seen before. “ —going...? ” he mumbles to himself, his lips sticking out in a tiny pout before he shakes his head, turning to face the others with a puzzled look on his face. “ what the hell was that? ” they can only laugh at his confusion before finally explaining the situation, making jinwoo see his friend in a new and entirely different light. “ oh, so that’s how it is. ” he can't help but blink a few times, surprised yet oddly pleased to know that there's someone who has that kind of power over her. “ interesting. ” curious to see how she acts around him, he decides to approach them, making his way towards them and lightly tapping rian’s shoulder to get her attention, a friendly grin plastered on his face. “ why’d you run off like that, huh? ”

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loungil‌:

he never doubted of it, not even for a moment ━that there was always something so genuine in jinwoo, in how the whole being of the artist would conceive and perceive what was around him in a way that was so different from the many people crossing the streets of seoul every day. he always had his color, his very special hue always able to make sanggil smile whenever he’d sing at the rhythm of his own scribbles or softly curse at misplaced things. it was part of jinwoo, too. “ don’t worry, i’m exceptionally good at delivering that. ” so his own banter would just so sweetly inch to the other’s as if meant to simply dance together ━just letting the shifts between the taunts and the sweetness feel so right. “ i do believe i do deserve to be treated to a proper date. a nice dinner, a walk outside ━sure, you won’t be able to show me the stars because i can’t see them, but━━ ” ah, jinwoo, what an idiot. “ you’ve always been good to me, jin. ”

call him whipped, but nothing could ever compare to sanggil’s smile ━ that gentle, yet dazzling smile that never fails to make his heart swell with love. “ the stars may be beautiful, but you’re absolutely stunning, gil. ” his voice is unusually soft as he speaks, mumbling absentmindedly, almost as if he’s just thinking out loud, stroking the other’s locks with a drowsy smile. “ there’s always room for improvement. i want to be even better ━ more understanding and less annoying. even though you’ve always been so patient with me. ” a serene chuckle leaves his lips as he recalls all the times he’s unintentionally managed to push every single one of sanggil’s buttons, yet he’s never snapped at him, handling his shenanigans with nothing but tolerance. and then he finds himself blinking sleepily, unable to stifle a yawn, his body shifting ever so slightly to make sure the other’s comfortable enough in his arms, his lashes fluttering gently. “ it’s late. we should sleep. ”

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sohves·:

“ i don’t. ” she admitted, instantly shaking her head as a shameless smile came to adorn her face. “ i also don’t know when to shut up — that’s why my dad avoids inviting me whenever he’s hosting an event to impress someone important. he thinks it’s too risky to have me there. ” she was aware of that habit she had for talking a little too much, spilling unnecessary information that one either didn’t care about, or could even use against her at some point. but that was one of the things that made sohee herself and she wouldn’t try changing them. besides, it was probably too late. “ yeah, i think i got that. ” she teased, a tiny chuckle burst from her mouth. “ what i don’t understand is why. i thought you and your brother were used to parties like this one, considering i’ve run into your parents so many times at them. ” there were many many reason as to why one wouldn’t like those events for rich families. she knew that, but she had been forced to attend them since she was practically a kid and she had no other option than to enjoy them. “ though, i do get the people here can be quite .. pretentious at times, but at least there’s great food. ” finishing off with the optimism she was so attached to. “ well i have enough time, i wouldn’t mind listening if you want to talk about it. consider me your therapist for tonight. ” she jokes, settling down on one of the few armchairs they had outside.

the more they talk, the closer they get, and the more jinwoo’s starting to regret judging her so rashly. he’d been so quick to dismiss her, brushing her off as just another rich snob, yet there’s something different about sohee, something pure and endearing. and so he can’t help but warm up to the girl, finally allowing himself to loosen up as he plops down in one of the empty armchairs beside her. “ my therapist, huh? ” he leans further back in his seat to make himself comfortable, one eyebrow quirked upwards and an amused grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “ here’s the thing — my parents aren’t really as amazing as you seem to think they are. and if you knew what they’re truly like, you’d be pretty pissed off, too. ” somehow, he feels bad to burst her bubble like that, but the truth’s always better than any white lie. “ they don’t care about anything but money and power. i know they were praising me just now, but that was nothing but an act. ” and a pretty good one at that, if they’ve managed to fool sohee. in reality, his family's never truly cared about him. never offered him any words of encouragement. never loved him like they love his brother. and it hurts to admit it, but that’s the truth, and there’s nothing he can do about it. “ you should really tell your parents to stay away from them. ”

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ofvxnus:

❛ i need your help, ❜ her voice eager and energetic, a vast smile gracing her features. ❛ y’gotta help me make a decision. i‘m terrible at ‘em myself. ❜ small hands pull two boxes out of her backpack and place them on the table: a box of blonde hair dye and a box of red hair dye. ❛ which would look best on me? ❜

how bold of her to ask him for help, assuming he’s any better at making decisions — a grave mistake on her part. “ but why not both? ” leave it to jinwoo to come up with the dumbest ideas. what a great friend. “ half blonde, half red. ” cue a playful grin, batting his eyelashes as innocently as he can. he’s being so helpful. “ don’t you wanna look like a 2000′s scene kid? avril lavigne would be proud of you. ”