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"chenle!" a voice calls. the green-haired boy turns, holding onto his metal tray with a radiating smile. his eyes travel around the cafeteria before landing on the familiar group of boys. there sat jaemin with his hand shooting straight up, jeno beside him on his phone, renjun and hyuck at each other's throats, (as always) and mark staring into the distance as jisung played with something in his hands.
chenle heads over to them, sometimes dodging and spinning with his tray of food as students came and left the cafeteria in a hurry. everything was the same as usual... until he spilt a bit of soup onto his sleeve. goddammit.
"i swear to god if you do not let go right now, hyuck, i will send you into an intergalactic universe and you will never see the light of day ever again."
"then let go of me first,"
"no you let go,"
"no you,"
"fine, on the count of 3 we both let go."
"fine"
"1,"
"2,"
"3,"
"why didn't you let go?"
"biTC-"
"don'T CALL ME A BITCH, BITCH."
"you're both bitches now let go of each other," jeno says, fingers still pushing onto his phone screen with rapid strikes.
"SHUT UP!"
jeno looks up from his phone screen, startled with his mouth agape.
"if you two do NOT stop fighting, i will dig a hole and throw you both into it and i will cover it up and you'll both be buried alive and eaten by all the weird wiggly things down there. now let go before i tell mr. lee,"
