cɦαρƭεɾ VIII

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ʜᴇʏ ɢᴜʏs! ɪ'ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀɴ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ's ʜᴏᴜsᴇ. ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ, ʙᴀsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ sᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴡᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡs ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ᴡᴇ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟʟʏ ғᴏʀɢᴏᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴜʀ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ɢᴏᴛ sᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ -ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴘʜᴏɴᴇs ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴏɴᴜs ;-;-
ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴜs ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ғɪx ɪᴛ -ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ɪ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ- ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, ɪʟʟ ᴅᴇғɪᴀɴᴛʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ɪᴛ sᴏ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ ғʀᴇϙᴜᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘɪᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴅᴀʏs, ᴘʟᴜs, ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ's ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴇᴛ ɪs ᴛʀᴀsʜ -ɪ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ-

ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ sᴏʀʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴀʙsᴇɴᴄᴇ. 

I wake up with Su-hyeok shaking me slightly making me open my eyes and look around the room seeing that everyone was already awake

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I wake up with Su-hyeok shaking me slightly making me open my eyes and look around the room seeing that everyone was already awake. I stretch my arm, feeling my back hurt a little but I don't pay attention as I realize I was still in Su-hyeok's lap.

"Oh sorry, your legs must be hurting" I said getting off of him and he just smiled at me shaking his head.

"Don't worry (y/n)" I smile at him too and turn my attention back to the conversation everyone was having. It was something about getting attention from the helicopters.

"Do you think it's better to just put an SOS on the curtain?" Asked On-jo making Hyo-ryung nod in agreement.

"We won't last long anyway. Three minutes without air, three days without water and three weeks without food" Said Nam-ra drawing everyone's attention to her.

"What?" asked Su-hyeok confused.

"That's the limit of survival" Nam-ra replied.

"It's only been one day. We need to try our best" On-jo said.

"Wait, it's possible survive a week without food?" I asked confused.

"We will have signs of dehydration today. Tomorrow, we won't even get up" Nam-ra continued, ignoring me.

"What are you getting at? Are you saying we should leave? Or that since we're going to die, we don't need to do anything?" On-jo asked looking at Nam-ra seriously.

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