63: tea in the groupchat

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You guys are dangerous
I am: speechless

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Winner: Pretend she didn't see them?

Also, I've noticed that the first chapter has more reads than the intro. *Sighs* *brings out air fryer from my pocket* let's have a friendly little chat 😁

[ Third Person Pov ]

I'm gonna catwalk my way out of this catastrophe.”

Yin flipped her beautiful brown hair— it's okay Chan, we still love you— if she was going to escape whatever cumbersome encounter with two of members of missing kiddiewinks, she had to activate ninja spy mode. An ancient technique we all use whenever we see a teacher on a Saturday outside school— yeet yourself to jail if you haven't done that.

So sneakily, like a cat— Minho airfries Hyunjin in the background— Yin slipped into the middle of her quote unquote homies.

She's just blend in like a random potato in the mix of human, it's the perfect camouflage, no one will be able to tell.

All was fine, all was good, all was boom, boom chk chk boom. She was living la vida loca, but alas, it was fanfiction, and the readers so happens to like chaos, and just like magic, a mysterious truck hit Jisung, making him fly, accidentally— wink wink— bumping into group of random girls just walking by.

The girls fell like domino, domino, all except two, the girl I mentioned earlier that the had braincells and then Yin who quickly turned away. “Timbers me shivers, me cover arth been blown,” *the inner pirate in her face palms in second hand embarrassment*

“Oh ma'am, so sorry, let me help you up,” Jisung groaned, attempting to left the girl up, accidentally pt.2 yanking her wig off.

“Timbers me shivers, me wig arth been stolen—” the poor child ran away like Cinderella when it was midnight, Han ran after her, pleading for she to take her wig back. You can easily tell Chan is her bias.

Seungmin— who was the truck who hit Jisung because the quokka was using him to practice pick up lines to use on Minho— he so dearly wished to unsee. So he took out his phone, and googled. 'How to unsee' but autocorrect changed it to 'how to not be half-fifty'

The girls chose to ignore whatever the hell just happened, Minjee would be back soon, it wasn't the first time her wig was snatched by a wig snatcher, but lately the wig snatching was out of hand.

“At least it's over,” Yin heaved out a sigh of relief, getting into the lift. Her beam took a motherfucking turn down to upsidedown town, when the black haired got in with them.

and now, she was in a literal Hellevator. Bad joke alert, baa dom tss.

He was everywhere, behind them? Check. In front of them? Checkity doda. Every hall? Yup, and right now in the same cafeteria as the girl who just wanted food? You bet your sexy ass.

Yin turned around to leave the cafeteria, only to spot a tired looking Han, dude made sure to return the wig, chan raised him right y'all. “Oh Hi Yin,” noonaboy waved.

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