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Eun Jin simply rolled her eyes and the vocalist's reply. "Well be sure to fire the bastard." She hissed, it was a threat that was never taken seriously. She gave as heavy as sigh as Yuri did. She knew the preacher was right, was there ever a time that she wasn't? "I guess since I'm getting paid."

It was all an act for the pink haired girl. Money was never something she cared about; earning spending, saving, they were just pieces of green paper used for trade and nothing more. Being born with a silver spoon in her mouth, money was never something she would think about--unless it was her shopping habits. What she did care about was her band. How long they would be united, how long they would go through the hardships and treasures of this music world. Popularity was nothing compared to the popularity they had between each other.

When Yuri mentioned that this would be a challenge, the Korean girl couldn't help but smirk. "Fine whatever. But, if someone wakes up with their head between my bass, it'll be your fault and not mine." She chuckled lightly nodding, for once agreeing to follow what her friend planed-- a rare moment indeed.

Her brow arched hearing a voice mixed with one of her favorite sounds in the world. She turned and frowned down at the male that she no knows as Rick. "Arrogant self absorbed dip ****" She spoke in her native tongue not wanting the male to understand her. "Bea, Eun Jin." she replied shaking her hair and resting her free hand on her waist with a straight posture-- her signature pose when introducing herself. "But if your small mind can't memorize my name, just call me Angel."

And now the games have begun... she thought to herself forming a rival weather he knew it or not.


(( ^_^;; Asking: Who are roomed with who? And just so everyone knows if the line is italicized, that means she's speaking Korean.))