Every time Irene remembered last night's events, she would turn grumpy. With a snap, she broke the pencil she was holding in two, making her even angrier as she threw the pieces into the bin.
The script she was holding in her other hand crumpled, moments away from being ripped into shreds.
Jennie took her coffee and walked to Joy, whispering: "What's wrong with her?"
"I don't know, she's been like that all morning. I wanted to ask you, didn't she see you perform last night?" Joy asked.
"I was about to go look for her after the show, but she called me and said she had something to do. she left first." Jennie and Joy looked at each other, curiosity and the thirst for gossip obvious in their eyes.
Jennie went over and rapped on Irene's table.
"What?" Irene looked up to Jennie.
"Squeeze a little more, and I think you'll break all the pencils in your pencil case." Jennie pointed at the trash bin.
Irene looked down and was startled to see several broken pencils in the bin. Depressed, she finally put down the papers in her hand. She needed a break.
"What happened last night?" Jennie asked.
Irene regained her spirit as she looked up to Jennie. She thought for a moment and said: "Nothing, I just met an old friend."
Her black history that is chubby girl must never see the light of day.
"What about your murder bag? Why don't you have it today?" She had been so proud of that bag when she showed it off to Jennie, Irene should be using it for weeks, not for just one night.
"Oh, that bag, I think you're right in the end. It's a little dangerous, and I'm always near a pregnant woman, I have to be careful." Irene explained.
Jennie looked at her with suspicion, then looked back towards Joy. Joy shrugged her shoulders clearly not believing Irene's answer.
Ring...
Irene picked up her phone and when she saw the screen her face scrunched. She took her phone and rushed out of the room.
"There's something fishy!" Jennie asserted.
"Very fishy!' Joy agreed as she nodded.
Meanwhile, Irene entered an empty dubbing room and helplessly answered her phone: "What are you calling me for?"
"You don't seem very happy that I called." Seulgi arched an eyebrow as he comfortably sat down on the sofa.
"If you have something to say, just say it!" Irene said impatiently. Thinking of her dark past, her face turned weird.
"There's nothing, it's just that I'm in Seoul and I haven't had the time to look around. Do you have time to be my tour guide today?" Seulgi laughed.
"Nope!" Irene didn't even hesitate as she answered.
"Are you still angry at me for calling you chubby back then?" Seulgi speculated.
"How forgetful are you? You did more than that," Irene said fiercely, "You said I had some sort of disease and made me believe I had to eat swan meat to get better."
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ROTDTTCAB (Jenlisa Adaptation)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] "Then why don't I marry you!" Jennie suddenly proposed. "You..." Lisa thought he had misheard. "You see, you're looking for someone to marry to ease your mother's heart, and I also want to get married. We're right in front of the doors t...
