Dae Hyun squeezes Zhuang close to his body in comfort and encouragement. They continue walking down the dimly lit hall together, the candles that Zhuang lit are still burning from the night before. Zhuang had noticed after their week of staying at the house, that Dae Hyun liked to throw large parties. Where people from all over the world would gathered into one room. Talking and getting intoxicated on alcohol. Some, after the intoxicating drinks started to flow through their blood, would dance to the loud music and make a fool out of themselves but as far as you and Zhuang can tell they all have fun.
Zhuang finds it amusing that when Dae Hyun would get intoxicated. He would become a clumsy baby giraffe, learning how to stand and he would laugh at the tiniest of things.
Zhuang stands in front of the kitchen door trembling. "Geomi, please move out of the way." Dae Hyun, shows that he is loosing his patience with the fear taking control of him leaving you with slightly less control of his mind.
Zhuang slowly steps aside and opens the door, allowing Dae Hyun to see what Geomi had done.
The kitchen is a mess, and the corpse fits in with the scenery nicely. There are stacked dirty plates and the sink is overflowing, water flooding out on the floor dripping onto the ground. Drip, blob, blip, drep.
Dae Hyun runs over to the girls body. The corpse has grown pale over the short amount of time that Zhuang has left it. Dae Hyun checks for a pulse.
"She's gone." He is happy about this, and laughs looking up at a confused Zhuang.
"Thank you." Dae Hyun is sincere about his response, and stands back up to be beside the even more confused Zhuang.
"I don't understand, why are you happy? I killed another person." Zhuangs dark eyes meet Dae Hyuns bright green ones, creating a deep forest in the dark moonlight.
"Giome, it's ok. I didn't like her she was rude. Father wouldn't allow me to fire her. She's a close family friend or was, I never liked her." He pauses waiting for Zhuangs breathing to grow more natural. "Go to the maids quarters ask Eun Jung for her foundation. Make up a lie if she asks anything." He breaks their forest, and dismisses Zhuang with a wave of his hand, and goes back to examining the body. Zhuang runs out of the kitchen making sure to close the door behind them keeping the crime behind walls as they leave.
The maids quaters are up a flight of stairs. Zhuang had rarely gone up them, but when they had done in the past they had always been fascinated with the intricate design on the banisters on either side of the stairs. They would run their fingures along the bumpy metal, making a race track on ice. This visit they had no time to run their fingures through the race, and they run up the stairs skipping steps as they go, and almost tripping. When they entered the quaters, they are greeted by Eun Jung.
"Giome? What are you doing up here?" Eun Jung asks them as they run up to her, she examines their worried face.
"I need Luxy Loos foundation?" They say through exasperated gasps of air, which flooded their muscles with much needed energy.
"Of course, but if I may ask what is it for?" She turns her back to them as she rummages through a drawer of makeup.
"I found her crying in the hall... I've taken her to my room. She's asking for it," they lie trying to sound worried about the fake situation.
"Oh... Do you want me to come help, or is she ok now?" She asks curiously. She hands the bottle to them.
"She isn't crying anymore, I think she just needs some space." They say sounding as authentic as they could.
They start running back to Dae Hyun. "Thank you, Eun Jung." They call as they are half way down the stairs not waiting for a response.