'•FIRST BOOK IVE WRITTEN(1/?)
..And what exactly helps you with your stress, lightbulb?'
Oj spoke; his words drowned out by the sound of other hotel members playing about. lightbulb looked at
Oj, lost in thought before she spoke confidently.
'It h...
The shower ran hot, the steam filling the air and soaking the mirror with its excess. A soft hum came from the shower as yang freshened up, his mind empty as he watched the steaming liquid slide into the drain, a whirlpool of water being created.
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A low ringing filled the room, catching yangs attention. Yangs eyes narrowed as he looked at his phone in which was placed on the toilets top.
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Yang groaned as he narrowed his eyes, a scowl appearing on his face as he drapped a towel around his waist and hopped out the the shower. His slender fingers wrapped around the back of his phone as he reluctantly looker through yins' messages.. had he fixed everything already?
"..idiot." Yang mumbled, the door to the bathroom swung open as he left. Slowly yang got dressed, before pausing. That smell, the scent of home made goods..
was gone. Odd.
Yang huffed, prying open the door and slowly stepping out With his head down. He walked through the halls, only to bump into someone,.
..Trophy.
Trophys head whipped back as he groaned, tensing up. Yang scowled back at him.
