Whatever It Takes

12 | following a clue

"You totally could've ruined your phone, you idiot," Mark said. He was retracting the protective cover on Roseanne's phone. "Did you have to throw it across the room? You're lucky the screen didn't crack."

Yuju had come earlier in the morning with coffee and donuts. Yuju was sitting beside Mark at the kitchen table.

"Did you have a rough night?" Yuju asked. "Was it because of that video with Kim Yeri and Seonghwa Spills? I still can't believe Chou Tzuyu was cheating with Jaehyun from the Trinity. It's just so scandalous! I knew she wasn't as nice as she pretended to be in her videos but who knew she was cheating on Jungkook?"

Roseanne shrugged. She had been a mess the night before but wasn't about to tell that to Yuju. She doubted Mark would share with them either--even if he did have a huge crush on Yuju. "It's just a phone."

Her best friend rolled his eyes. "Right, because they're so inexpensive to replace."

Roseanne didn't miss the sarcasm Mark's words were coated in.

After he helped her calm down, Roseanne had spent the night coming up with ideas to grow her channel. She hadn't done that in months. Not since her haunted apartment video. Her channel mainly consisted of horror-related content. Her haunted apartment had been something completely coincident and she still can't believe she caught it all on camera.

"Do you think Seonghwa has connections in the industry?" Yuju randomly asked. She grabbed a glazed covered donut and took a bite. "Because there's no way he could build his fame that quick."

"Calm down," Mark chuckled. "He's just a gossip channel YouTuber."

"So? I bet they make a ton of money. Do they, Rosie?"

Roseanne had no idea how much money gossip channels make. She hadn't been making anything significant on her videos.

"Why? Are you hoping to start your own gossip channel, Yuju?" Roseanne asked.

Yuju grinned, taking another bite of her donut. She nodded. "I might if they make good money. Working at Retropolis is great but it's not exactly a moneymaker."

"We know," Roseanne said. "Otherwise, we wouldn't be living here."

"Yeah, this place is kind of sketchy," Yuju agreed. "Also, your apartment smells kind of weird--no offense."

Mark cursed under his breath before getting up and handing Roseanne her phone. The smell Yuju was referring to was the lingering scent from the voodoo doll someone had anonymously sent her. Roseanne refused to go to the police station with it. What would be the point? They hadn't done anything after someone broke into her apartment and took pictures of her sleeping.

"Mark was trying to cook some new dish last night," Roseanne lied. "It's a good thing you weren't here or you might have gotten bubble guts from eating it."

"Be quiet, Rosie," Mark said. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sorry about the smell, Yuju. We probably need to buy some air freshener or something to get rid of it."

"Ewww...that's gross," Yuju was laughing. "Mark, please never offer to cook for me."

Mark was about to reply when someone began knocking at the door. Roseanne shook her head, telling him she wasn't going to answer the door. He groaned before calling out. "Who is it?"

"It's Kim Yeri. I just need a few minutes."

Mark turned to Roseanne. "Did you invite her over?"

"I have to use the bathroom," Yuju blurted. She stood, pushing her chair back. "It might be a while," she ran towards the bathroom before anyone could respond.