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"I don't think I've ever seen anyone eat so many croissants!"
Lanhua gazed at Jisung, impressed, while he puffed out his chest proudly.
"I could've eaten even more too, if the maids hadn't forced me to stop!"
Changbin looked back and forth between Lanhua and Jisung, eyes narrowed. "Hey, I can eat even more than him! I was just pacing myself for the game today."
"Yeah, we know how much you can eat, Bin," Lanhua rolled her eyes at her bodyguard. "I've seen you back at home, there's no competition."
Changbin huffed, visibly deflating at her lack of enthusiasm.
Minho shook his head, taking another bite of his omelet. They were so obvious and oblivious at the same time.
"So..." Alaska grinned, pushing her plate away. "What do you guys think the next game is gonna be? Something as juicy as telling secrets, or something more fun?"
"I hope it's something better than that." Robin munched on a piece of toast. "I want karaoke, or maybe we could take Insta pics or something."
"If we're gonna tell secrets, I have to be drunk," you agreed from across the table, finishing off your apple juice.
"Maybe there will be some kind of competition, like an obstacle course, or swimming?" Lanhua pondered.
"I hope not, I would lose so bad," Mya sighed.
"Same, that sounds bad," JJ nodded. "Can't we just stay inside? Maybe have a drink making contest? I can do that."
Before anyone else could give their two cents, the door opened and Yeonjun walked into the dining room.
Minho swallowed, his appetite immediately gone. The maids had guaranteed everyone got whatever they wanted (aside from Jisung, apparently), and his stomach was regretting the decision to take advantage of that. Something about Yeonjun just gave him the creeps.
