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JONOSIWA okay i want something that says i'm here to drink
SUNHYUCK ???
JONOSIWA an outfit
JONOSIWA looks like i don't have a choice
SUNHYUCK OH
SUNHYUCK i gotchu babe😎
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"you made it!" the giant exchange student cheered, jumping up from his spot on the couch and rushing towards the doorway. shotaro encased aejung in his arms, giving her a gentle squeeze when she hugged him back.
he pulled away with a bright expression, "and you look great!" aejung tipped her chin and smiled, "thanks, taro. happy birthday." beaming, the older of the two birthday boys patted her shoulder before rejoining his conversation on the couch.
daehyun, who she rode with, had left to find chenle while shotaro greeted his sister. only when she spun back to ask her brother if they could leave did aejung realize he was gone.
she huffed a sigh and let her gaze roam over the group. she recognized a handful of faces, but more were unfamiliar to her. the girl rubbed her shoulder and stepped out of the doorway when someone practically shoved past her and into the house. how do they have so many friends?
circling away from the crowd forming, aejung ran her hands through her hair and approached the kitchen. she hoped someone from their group would be there, especially considering some enjoyed consuming worrying amounts of alcohol at parties.
before she reached the kitchen, a brief grip appeared on her arm, spinning her into the chest of lee jeno. the blonde instinctively pulled herself from his grasp, breathing through her nose and silently praying he didn't see how uncomfortable that was for her.
"hey," he greeted with a smile, and aejung hesitated a moment before returning the look. "having fun?"
"not really," the girl sighed, pulling her arms up to her chest as she glanced around the room. it was all too much too fast. she wished renjun was there to rescue her. "... no fun."
jeno nodded, his body inching mindlessly towards hers. "sorry, ae. why don't w-"
"drunk coming through!" someone shouted, sweeping between the pair and grabbing aejung as he collapsed onto a couch, forcing her down with him. "what the-!"
