Big Life

20/5 – Can this be canned? "Sit here. Sitting Pillow
"Oh, thank you."
SOMI laid the cushion on the floor and sat down with both knees up. He still had a heavy bag on his back and the reconstruction said.
"Have a bag and just relax for a moment."
"Oh, yes."
"Would you like a cold coffee?"
"Yes, please cool."
Rika slowly approached Sommy who was unpacking the bag. Sommy realized that Rica was present, and laughed as she sat down with her legs fixed on her legs.
"Hey, you look pretty. What is your name?"
"Rica."
"Oh, is your name Rica? Child, cute. cute Oh, I'm not talking to you right now, but I'm talking to Rica … … "
I know.
Reconstruction laughed lightly with a speech.
Sommy stared at her mouth with a gleeful smile and patted her. Rika climbed over SOMMY 's legs and laid down, twirling and cheering.
"Follow me very much."
Rebuilding looked at Rica with the unexpected eye while riding coffee. It was more noticeable to follow Soni than the previous one. As if I had known before.
"Here you go."
Gomapseumnida I'll drink well. "
The reconstruction handed Sommy a frock and sat back in front of the laptop.
Was it because I was able to breathe with the visit of SOMI. Rebuilding looked at the background setting screen of the screen with a little relaxed and calm eye.
'It is not my ability disappeared.'
I looked at the background of my own quest and was confident of rebuilding.
The glance or inspiration conceived as the talent of Seogwoon remained in his mind. It was a part that you can see when you wrote it.
So why can not I write a female character?
This was also a result of the lack of emotional sensitivity of women was forced to conclude.
'The Grand Dae … … Did you ever have no experience of dating ?! "
Rebuilding felt the sorrow for a while, and he was buried in Seongeun who did not know his face.
It is so hard to write from a woman's point of view. If I knew this, I would be doing a romance novel.
The late regret fell to the floor with a sigh. In addition, I lost the speed of writing 10,000 characters per hour.
Cat communication
"Oh, Rica. Where?"
Rika slipped out of SOMMY 's leg and slipped into his house.
In the puppies on both sides of Rika's sitting crouched comfortably, the reconstruction and the appearance of SOMI became clear.
Oh.
Rebuilding suddenly broke his forehead and opened his eyes.
In my head, my sense of heterogeneity, not my own, was permeating.
The curious sense gradually spread to the whole body and flowed to the beating heart.
"This, this … … ?! "
“……You? Why did you suddenly? Are you a headache? "
"Oh, no. jamsimanyo
The reconstruction restrained Soni with one hand while wrapping his forehead with one hand. SOMI tried to stand up and sat down again in the cushion.
What was that? What is this lonely feeling? This is not my senses. It's not the emotion I feel. '
It is pinkish when hit by color.
The late spring just before entering the summer when hit by the season.
The feminine sensibility was full of hair in the corner with all kinds of landscapes.
Cat communication
Rika's cry went back to reconstruction.
The entire facial muscles of the reconstruction were immediately cramped.
The vague feeling that SOMI 's emotion was conveyed to Rika through himself was stirring. It was a mysterious phenomenon with no corner to be used.
'This is … … Is it the mind of SOMI? "
The heart of the rebuilding that looked at Rika jumped out of his head.
The heartbeat was different from usual. It was light and fast like a splashing rubber ball.
When I saw Sommigarica, did my heart run like this? Unexplained phenomenon In front of it, reconstruction was half ignorant and did not know how to move.
"Ha reconsidered artist … … . Are you really okay? You have a headache? If I do not have a home medicine, I'm at the pharmacy. … "
"No, it's okay."
Rebuilding retraced his posture and sat down with his laptop.
I had to test immediately. He resumed writing the ambassador for the female character Osomin, who had been postponed because it was not written.
'Unbelievable!'
As soon as I wrote a line, my sense grew.
Osumi's ambassador was acting like a noodle. Feelings that were embarrassed because the emotions did not enter the room did not disappear like a lie.
"Mr. Sommy, excuse me, but how old are you?"
Rebuilding gazed at the laptop screen and asked.
Somewhat uncomfortable, SOMI got his head back and answered straight away.
"Oh, I'm 22 now."
"You graduated from work immediately."
"Yeah. Right. I was very lucky that I applied before graduation. "
Rebuilding turned on both eyes and hit the batter.
Osmin 's ambassador quickly filled the screen.
It was more intense than I was writing from a gold mine named SOMI. The work of rebuilding was to make fine stones look good.
Soma, who was a college student until last year, was the best model. Even the two women were similar in age. Osumi, a gaming character filled with the emotion of his editorial mummy, was quickly getting his hands on his shoulders.
Hoo …
Suddenly, one earlobe of reconstruction was dull.
It was very small, but I heard a sigh of sommelier.
Looking back, Sommy was sitting on his knees and rubbing his calf.
Reconstruction was only realized late. That the hot and humid air is crushing the interior of the studio. Under the shorts, SOMI 's legs were all wet with sweat and moist.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot because I was crazy. "
Rebuilding flashed up and turned on the air conditioner. Subsequently, Sommy struck his hand on his back, closing the window.
"Oh, no, the artist. It is not hot. I do not need an air conditioner because of me. And I was about to go anyway. "
Rebuilding turned to the face with a bruise rather than closing the window.
Sommy was carrying the bag he had put down on the road.
"vassal… … What? "
"Yes, I'm sorry to interrupt you so long. You drank coffee well. "
SOMI leaned back down and apologized. I did not realize that I was saving a writer, rather than interfering.
"Can I excuse you for a moment in the sink? I will wash the cup I drink. "
"Now, wait a minute. Sommy. "
The rebuilding was urgent and it did not come out properly.
I could not send Sonia like this now. I had to get hold of it by the end of writing the dialogue of Osmun's quest to send to Su-hee at least this evening.
Good I'll wash it. "
"It's not about the cup."
Four So what … … ? "
SOMI looked down at the sink and looked at the reconstruction.
The reconstruction stood at the far end, scratching the back of the head and was worried about what to say.
Drink!
My pocket phone rang.
It was a message from Su-hee.
It was a question of whether the work was going well. The irritated feelings of the time-constrained heroine were evident even in short messages.
Rebuilding put the cell phone in the pocket and looked at Soni.
SOMI was holding her eyes round and waiting for her answer.
The only word that came to mind was a sentence that flowed through the mouth of reconstruction.
"Sommy, I'm sorry, but can I have some canned food?"