
Cheonsa POV's
While taking a break for lunch, I, the kepo, was so curious about this building. Then decided to walk around the building instead of having lunch. Who knows, Super Junior Oppa-deul or BoA Eonni, will be good enough. My stomach is still full.
I entered an elevator filled with some agency staff, maybe. Moments later the elevator opened, showing a view of the basement and I decided to take a look. Still with the reason earlier, who knows meet SME artists again play to the agency or maybe want to go home.
After a while I looked around, I decided to go back. It was like hearing a cat meowing. I thought it might be someone's cell phone ringing, but it was real in my ear. Just about to turn around, I saw a plain black cat with a long tail meowing towards me. His face was very cute with his yellow eyes.
"Eh, cat. Why there? Nisasar ya you? Here, I give you some food," I said. The cat meowed again, probably answering my question. I haven't talked to cats in a long time. Use Indonesian anyway, I don't know if it's not a Korean cat.
No really. I can't talk to cats, I'm just a cat lover. That's why when with a cat, whether the cat understands it or not, I often talk like a human. It's weird, I don't know. It's been my habit since childhood.
I walked to the basement exit to the front yard of the office, the usual path the car passed to get out of the basement. The black cat followed me. Arriving in the front yard of the office, I gave him a little cat snack that I usually always carry in my backpack.
The Lay POV
"Be careful driving it, Lay. Remember your ankles haven't completely healed yet!" Said Xin-Jie my assistant.
What am I supposed to do on my precious and hard-to-get holiday lately? My brain is a little smart, has not got the answer since the trip. What I was thinking was the incident during rehearsal a week ago, which made my ankle so sore and still recur a lot until now.
I just got out of the elevator that was directly connected to the basement where my private car was parked. Just about to step my foot towards the car, I heard the voice of a human and a cat as if talking (?). I don't know.
I found the source of that voice. There was a girl with short hair who was tied up in origin, wearing a plain teracotta oversized shirt paired with black baggy jeans, as well as a black sneaker and a small black backpack perched on her back. Oh, don't forget the brooch-shaped bead of a piece of watermelon stuck to the right of his shirt collar. I like the style of dress.
And what is it? He was talking to a black cat? I don't know, he's using language I don't understand, which is obvious the cat is following him to the basement exit. Curious, I followed him too.
I just followed her until the mouth of the exit, which was clear the girl and the cat were still clearly visible in my eyes. I saw the girl pull something out of her black backpack, then spill it into the street. He fed the black cat while continuing to speak. My lips somehow wanted to smile at her. Reminds me of Lulu and Luobo, my cat in China.
Lost in my curiosity, I turned back into the basement to my car.
"Belike girl. Like an angel," I spoke to myself. "Cat's cat!" Seruku slowly while smiling while getting into the car. Then I slow down my car.
I have decided, I want to sleep as much as possible in my private apartment in Korea. Tomorrow my work is waiting and after that I will return to China. Ahh, I miss my brooch. I can't meet them this time, because they are also busy with their respective schedules. They don't even have time to eat together.