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Nayeon
"Im Nayeon!" Hearing you yell was unexpected, even more so when you used her full name, two things you never do.
"Im Nayeon!!" You yell a second time round, a demanding venom twinged in your voice. Nayeon knitted her eyebrows together with unexplained confusion. Your voice was heavy, enraged, frustrated even. Why? What's caused this?
And so, wanting to know, she got up and cautiously made her way to the bedroom, the room you've been yelling from... that and the fact that Nayeon is low-key afraid of you storming out of the room with a tight grudge.
She couldn't help but notice how her heart was racing at impossible speeds, her bloodstream acting like a malfunctioning slide. An undesirable emotion settles within her as she approaches.
"W-what's wrong baby?" She barely peered around the doorframe, her eyes just about greeting yours as you only groan. "Baby?" She speaks again, her words sounding severely tense.
"I can't do it" you whine, looking at the two objects in your hands, a screwdriver and a single nail. "I just- argh- can't get it to- argh- work"
Nayeon only watches, her entire self desteaming as a small smile graces her face. "Use a hammer" she stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was.
"I-" you stare at her gobsmacked "I feel dumb.." you mumble loud enough for Nayeon to hear. "You're not dumb, just forgetful, everyone has these moments" she coos, coming to sit besides you "here, let me help you out"
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