Chaos At Its Best

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All of these smells! Im not really suprised from them since being an idol meant for me to deal with horrid smells of some fans when signing their paper to.. other places.

At last, after enough distress. I moved away from them for a while, wondering what caused them to disengage or disappear. I turned around to see the same group of people sprinting toward a tiny chiuaua.

I smiled slightly, pleased with my success, but then reality set in and I realized why I had planned this entire escape.

I turned around nervously to see Asa and Jesse in a disorganized state, their clothes and wigs stolen.

《"God, this is even worse than Jess's ideas.. he wont leave me alone with this."》

I was knocked out of my thoughts when two familiar grunts and groans of tiredness reached my ears.

They were getting back to being themselves.
Good news for fans, not what I would want to hear.

I was tired as hell. But someone had to take care of these idiots.

"Oh my god I sound just like Asa.."

It's hard to believe that I can act like the both of them sometimes. When the situation is stressful and I would act like Asa.

And when the situation would be chaotic and ridiculous I would be like Jesse.

Sometimes I even forget how to act when I'm not acting like them.. Eh go figure

A rough yet monotone voice spoke weakly, "lyn?"

It was Asa that was rubbing his head looking around to process everything only being met with his partner laying on the cold tiled floor knocked out.

I only glanced at him for a second, dragging them.

"Yes, Asa?" I kindly reply as there was a small silence only the sound of dragging the two was heard through the whole place.

"May I ask you something?" he finally spoke, bit uncertain at his words. I nod before the silence returned for a few seconds.

"Why.. The fuck am I wearing a grandpa outfit ?"

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