RICH SEX

Chapter 8

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"SWEETIEZ Announces Comeback With New Album 'Fancy'

Get ready, SWEETHEARTS! SWEETIEZ announced plans for a comeback on Monday (January. 15), tweeting that a new album is on the way.

"SWEETIEZ <FANCY>," the K-pop group captioned a photo of the album's logo in a flashy, silver print against a plain black backdrop, revealing a March. 03 release date. "2022.03.03 WED 12PM (KST) | 10PM (EST)."

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A buzz from YN's phone brings her from her sleep state. With a groan she reaches over the body laying next to her to grab it. Clicking the button she squints as the brightness is entirely too harsh against her eyes. 6:30AM, Saturday, February 09, 2016. With another groan at being woken up so early she looked at the notification to see a message from Anna to their group chat

M. Anna

- Morning Girls! Im on my way to do your

dorm checks and figured it be better to

get it out of the way so you all can rest!

Im about 5 minutes away!

YN's urgent voice pierced through the peaceful silence, startling Chan from his deep slumber. "Star, wake up!" she exclaimed, shaking him vigorously. Still half-asleep, he groaned in response, struggling to open his heavy eyelids.

Panicking, YN threw off the covers, revealing their entangled bodies. "Dude, my manager is about to be here any minute!" she exclaimed, urgency lacing her words. Determined, she swiftly got out of bed, ready to face the impending chaos.

But Chan, still groggy and disoriented, tried to catch up with the sudden rush of events. "Hey, hold on," he mumbled, his voice barely audible. He reached out and gently grasped YN's shoulders, steadying her. "Slow down. What's happening?" he asked, his concern evident in his voice.

With a desperate sigh, YN poured out her worries. "My manager unexpectedly decided to do dorm checks today instead of next week. And if she catches you here, she'll be way harsher than me in telling you to leave," she explained, her words filled with anxiety.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Chan nodded in understanding. "Okay," he replied, quickly grabbing his shoes and phone. He knew he had to leave immediately to avoid any trouble.

As he slipped on his shoes, YN's voice trembled with concern. "Text me once you're home, alright?" she pleaded, her eyes searching his for reassurance.

A warm smile spread across Chan's face as he pulled her into a tight embrace. "You know I will," he assured her, his voice filled with sincerity. "Bye."

"Bye," YN whispered softly, watching him make his way out of her room.

With the close of the door YN sighed, hearing the sound of footsteps come down the hall before heading back to her room. She began picking up things from around the room that shouldn't be there, like wrapper, bottles and things of that nature before hearing the sound of the front door. "Girls, dorm check." Anna's voice rang through the dorm a few minutes later.

As the sun began to rise, YN emerged from her room, clutching a small trash bag in her hand. With a purposeful stride, she made her way to the kitchen, where a larger bag awaited. "Morning, Anna," she greeted, her voice filled with a hint of exhaustion.