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ˏˋ°•*⁀ ➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 ─◌✰್ 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻(𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻)/𝗺əˈ𝗱𝗮𝗹𝘆(ə)𝗻/❝𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅,𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍.❞

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ˏˋ°•*⁀ ➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡
─◌✰್ 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇
𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻(𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻)/𝗺əˈ𝗱𝗮𝗹𝘆(ə)𝗻/
❝𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅,𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍.❞









ˏˋ°•*⁀ ➷ 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 ─◌✰್ 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻(𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻)/𝗺əˈ𝗱𝗮𝗹𝘆(ə)𝗻/❝𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝖾𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗅,𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍.❞

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"I'm freezing, I wanna go inside!" Mya shivered, trying to cover herself. The three of you hadn't thought to bring cover-ups outside, since you'd been so excited to head down to the beach as fast as possible. Apparently, you were paying for it now.

"Do you want my shirt?" Jeongin asked immediately, grabbing a white t-shirt off his towel and offering it to her.

"I- no, I... uh, I'm okay, I should just go inside," Mya graced him with the hint of a smile through quavering lips before turning toward the beach house, then glancing back at you and Riley, a silent invitation in her eyes.

Riley nodded and came to stand next to Mya, before saying, "We should totally try and play some video games when we get back. What do y'all think?"

"I'm down!" Han said enthusiastically, grinning. "I wanna try Mario Kart."

"I'm totally in!" You agreed, smiling at your friends, just to solidify that you were okay.

"I'll make dinner while you play," Minho offered.

Everyone else agreed, and decided to leave so they could start getting warm and ready.

Mya and Riley glanced at you, hoping you'd go with them to get ready as well.

But since Minho had dropped that information bomb on your head in his typical dry, casual infuriatingly Minho way, you knew you weren't ready to go inside just yet. You just needed some time to clear your head, alone.

You shook your head, and your friends turned and unquestioningly started walking away. You were all so close, you could just tell when one of the others needed some time alone.

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