After a long, tiring week of dealing with Sunghoon, Jake finally gets to rest.
"Oh, how I've missed having time to relax!" Jake jumped onto his bed and snuggled in the covers.
Just then, his phone started blowing up "Oh my god, what could it possibly be now?"
Jake opened his messages.
jay needs to get help
jay :
YAH!
WHO CHANGED THE GROUP NAME?sunoo :
my bad jay 🤭
my finger slippedjay :
SUNOO I WILL FIND YOU
CHANGE IT BACK RNjake :
OMG CAN YALL SHUT UP 😭
I NEED TO REST 😪😪geonu :
ONG LIKE I NEED MY BEAUTY SLEEP HELLO??sunoo : (replying to jake)
why are you tired jake?
what have you been doing w/ sunghoon? 🤨🤨jay :
sunoo, thats gross.heeseung : (replying to sunoo)
sunoo stop being delulu cuz ☠️☠️jake : (replying to sunoo)
ok now, WHAT?
ARE YOU OKAY?
IS EVERYTHING OKAY AT HOME??sunoo :
aww, our little golden retriever is getting defensive! 🥺🥺jake :
tf? ☠️☠️
get helpjake changed the group name to: sunoo needs to get help.
sunoo needs to get help
sunoo :
I'm hurt by your actions, jake 😪😪😪😭😭geonu :
didn't you just do that to jay? ☠️jay : (replying to geonu)
RIGHT. speaking of, you should probably run sunoo 😊🔪sunoo :
WAIT WHAT??----------------------
after all of that texting, jake flops back onto the bed and stares at the ceiling.
while doing so, he has a flashback.
"Oh god, no."
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Flashback
Sunghoon and Jake were doing the usual, except they were studying physics, Jake's favorite subject, Sunghoon's least favorite.
"Can we just take a break? This is so boring!" Sunghoon slouches in his chair.
Jake shakes his head. "Uh, no! We aren't taking a break until you understand the concept." Sunghoon scoffed. "We've literally been here since FOREVER! When have we even checked a clock?" Jaked rolled his eyes and checked the clock.
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