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who still says "doing it"

"Okay. 'Fuck, marry, kill', ever heard of it?"

"AH...yeah! I know that game! I think!"

Kathryn paused and blushed at the sound of her own enthusiastic tone. She was really more excited to be able to participate in a normal, silly teenager game while getting her hair and makeup done.

"How do you play that?" her stylist/bff, JV, asked.

"Basically," Alora said as she plopped down on the beauty chair next to the Teen Queen. "I give you three names of people you know, and you decide who you would rather, Fuck, Marry, or Kill. Gets?"

"Oooh, that sounds fun" Thou wiggled behind Kathryn. Her bestie then leaned beside her ear from behind and cooed, "But is this a game you're allowed to play?" he smirked teasingly as if he were speaking to a small toddler.

Kathryn's ears turned visibly red.

"It's just a game..." she said giving her friend a light smack on the forearm. "Plus we're the only ones in this dressing room..." She looked pointedly at the mirror in front of her, then hesitated before peaking behind her to quickly scan the area for good measure.

It was just Thou, Alora, Pamu, and JV in the room with Kath, prepping for their guesting on the fairly new gameshow, Family Feud, where she and her friends would verse DJ and his friends. She loved this particular group of friends because they all had fun and refreshing personalities. Chikka sessions with such strong-minded individuals as herself was never a boring time.

"OK!" Alora clapped to get their attention "DJ, Coco Martin, John Lloyd. GO, THOU"

"Ok I would def fuck DJ...OBVII. Marry Coco Martin, and kill John Lloyd, next"

"Kill John Lloyd??" Kath gasped as she clutched her heart. The thought of her idol getting the worst out of the three choices was outrageously unjust.

"Grabee, Kath-ryn" Pamu gave her best friend a  shove, sending her whirling on her swivel chair. "No comment on your Jowa being molested by Thou?"

Kath laughed and shoved her right back. "Just be gentle with him, Thou. He's very sensitive"

"Don't worry bestie, I know how to make daddy feel good" he replied as he threw a coy look over his shoulder and swung his hips for emphasis.

"Gross, Thou. OK, your turn, friend." Alora said with a devilish grin.

"Do I really have to play?" Kath asked nervously, not really liking how eerie her friend looked at that moment.

"YES" her group said in unison.

"Here: Dj, James Reid, Enrique", Thou tossed.

Pamu snorted, "Is that the best you can think of?"

"Ah, you're right that one is too easy" he pursed his lips in thought.

JV sighed as he shook a can of hairspray "Fuck James, Marry Deej, Kill Enrique. Are there any other guys in this industry, I forgot"

Alora looked up at the ceiling "Yeah I can't think of any for some reason.... Ah... i dont know, DJ, Robi Domingo, Luis Manzano??"

"NOOO" Kathryn yelled, her eyes wide with horror.

JV almost tore her extensions off from doubling with laughter.

Thou cackled, "She keeps adding DJ there cause she just wants to know who you'd bang"

Kathryn scrunched her face "I knowww, ugh"

Pamu smirked "You can't back out from this one now, girl"

"And you gotta explain why for each!" JV added.

Kathryn rested her elbows on the arms of her chair and proceeded to fold her hands together, lookin like she was about to hit em with facts.

 "Marry Dj for obvious reasons...We're more compatible and..."

"Yeah yeah yeah, who cares" Alora waved her hand as if she was swatting away a fly. She then put her face close to Kath's like an eager child. "Now who would you screw??"

Kath sighed before chewing her lip.

"I.. guess I wouldn't mind doing it with-" she muttered with a reddened face.

"What was that?" Thou said aloud, jutting out his neck while cupping his ear, "Speak up, girl"

"...I said I wouldn't mind doing it with-"

" 'DOING IT'?!" Alora's eyes widened and she broke out in laughter "What are you, five years old! Ang cute and innocent, talaga" she said to Pamu.

 Kath pouted like a child as she looked straight ahead. Her face felt hot from embarrassment as they giggled on about her naivety from behind.

She stamped her foot.

"I'd fuck Kuya Robi, are you happy?" she raised her voice to speak over them; unfortunately the declaration sounded way louder than she was going for. Her face turned an even darker shade of red as she watched her friends' faces in the mirror and cringed at their grinning, yet un-surprised faces.

"What? He's the second guy in that list I'd be more comfortable with, and he's not so bad-looking...I guess." she added timidly, casting her eyes to the side.

"I knew it," Alora smirked triumphantly while swiveling her chair from side to side, "I knew you were always eyeing that piece of ass under those ray-bans every Sunday."

"Who's ass is being eyed by who?"

A masculine voice suddenly appeared behind the group.

Shit.

Kathryn paled.

Everyone in the room stiffened as they felt the dark, looming presence at their backs.

Any attempt to lighten this atmosphere would fall flat and die. No one dared try it. Not even a bunch of comedians.

It's over. She's done for. 

She could already feel a pair of eyes burning a hole into the back of her head. There's no way in hell she'd look in the mirror and accidentally make eye-contact with that.

There was only one way to get out of a situation like this.

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"Well, I gotta go." She stood up, as if her chair had caught fire from that burning gaze and made a beeline to the door, zipping past the newcomer in awkward haste.

More uncomfortable silence followed.

"I think my mom's calling me, I gotta take this call" Thou muttered, fumbling with his cellphone as he too went for the door.

"Yeah his mom is calling me too, I'm going too" Pamu followed suit.

Within seconds, everyone filed out except for the silent guy standing in the middle of the room .

Not that he was even paying attention, anyway.

He had a certain girl on his mind whom he needed to discuss a few things with.

The boy let out a sigh as he sauntered out into the hall with his hands in his pockets, knowing full-well he would have to apologize to Luis for being an hour late.