"from the moment i met you, all those weeks ago, not a day has gone by when i haven't thought of you. and now that I'm with you again... im in agony. the closer i get to you, the worse it gets. the thought of not being with you... i cant breathe. im...
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"im telling you sticky only drops bangers and his voice is sexy as hell too."
the two eighteen year old roommates were sitting on the couch, listening to "nanana" by sticky. misun licked the end of the paper as yumi sat and painted french tips on her nails, wearing her pink feather robe. the blonde girl nodded in agreement while she brought her hand close to her face, blowing gently on the newly painted nails.
"but not as sexy as donghyucks voice.."
"girl get your shit together, you've only met him once and hes a dealer. those are the kind of relationships that never last."
misun lit the spliff that was placed in between her lips. she blew out the thick smoke and sighed quietly. the brunette turned her head towards the blonde girl sitting beside her as the end of her lip turned slightly upwards. "we dont gotta be in a relationship, im perfectly fine with whatever he might have in mind."
yumi looked back at her, ever so unamused. misun let out a pervy laugh before taking another hit.
