EVERLAST [EXO Baekhyun]

CHAPTER 3 - PETTY AND PETTIER

"The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected."

She stared at the screen displaying the little battery she had left. More importantly: she stared at the internet she had. Or lack thereof. The call she attempted to make didn't work, and right when she had hope that maybe she'd get through, she heard that message again. The message she got tired of hearing.

Baekhyun set down a pile of logs that they couldn't use, shuffling on his feet until he sat across from her. She chose not to question his motives, rather she kept her eyes on her phone. "Anything?" he asked. It took several hours for her phone to even turn on, and all that just for no signal.

"Nothing," she said, placing the phone in her pocket in case they needed its little function later.

"Well this is great. We're trapped here with little food and salt water. How the hell do we do this?" he asked.

"If we wanted to take risks, inside the wreckage there may be water bottles. Can't promise they won't be compromised, but I don't know how to craft a makeshift water filter. Do you?"

He shook his head. "The wreckage will be tough to navigate through. Probably scary too seeing all those..." Baekhyun let his voice trail off, averting his eyes to the outline of the wreckage barely visible due to the night sky. "But we can try in the morning. It'll be worse at night. We'll have to go together."

"You'll watch my back?"

"I'll try to, if that's any comfort."

Rona didn't press any further, rather she helped align the logs around the rock circle they set up. She didn't question if he knew how to do this. She certainly didn't, it didn't help that they were too damp. He glanced at her, her covering the gash on her neck when she felt his eyes on it. "That from the crash?" he asked.

She nodded. "That and the massive headache that hasn't gone away yet. Had to wash this nasty gash while you were unconscious. I hope it's not infected."

"That would certainly change things."

Rona turned to him, "What about you? Any massive injuries I should know about?"

"I think my adrenaline has been too high to feel anything, but I have a headache too. I'm guessing we both have concussions, I've been dizzy all day."

Come to think of it, her vision had been fading in and out the last couple hours. Her head was spinning too. Concussion, alright. They were lucky to not have any broken bones, but Rona had a decent proportion of her hair cut when she escaped the wreckage, not to mention her clothes were half-shredded thanks to the impact. Baekhyun was the same way, so at least she wasn't alone in that regard.

"We're probably going to be here for a bit," he said, resting a hand on his knee, "maybe we should get to know each other."

"Not interested, but I appreciate you trying."

"So what, am I just a business partner to you or something?"

She averted her eyes to the horizon, admiring the colors etched across the sky. If there was one thing she always had, it was the sky. Her office was always on the top floor just so she could be closer to it. It was an old saying that the sky's the limit, in her business world, it was said often. Maybe that was why, or maybe she liked the colors. Maybe both.

"I don't know what you are, but I'm not interested in being friends with someone I crashed with. I just want to survive and get back on with my day."

Baekhyun narrowed his already-hooded eyes, pressing his hand deeper into the ground beneath him. "Does it even matter to you that dozens of people lost their lives? That we're the sole survivors of something terrifying?"