CHAPTER 10

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Erm, I might start editing this lmao, so watch out for random notifications that aren't chapter updates. Oosh (NZ slang for lit), I've been watching this kdrama called Cheese in the Trap, AND NEVER HAVE I EVER LOVED A KDRAMA AS MUCH.

This is coming from a person who has watched over 50 kdramas (because I have no social life and only care about school), but this drama is on another level. Sure it has the normal K-cliches, but seriously- for anyone wanting to spice things up in their kdrama life- Cheese in the Trap is the one for you. 

I don't think a man has ever been more perfect for me in that drama. But those sorts of guys always go for the good girls. And I'm an asshole. Ah well. If anyone wants to talk kdrama, I am here for you. 

But not kpop- I'm not that koreaboo-ey. I mean, I used to be, but not anymore.... Here is a photo of Kim Young Kwang (Pinocchio, Gogh the starry night etc) my new screensaver. 

And here's a photo of Cheese in the Trap: (super fuckin funny and a roller coaster of feels)

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And here's a photo of Cheese in the Trap: (super fuckin funny and a roller coaster of feels)

And here's a photo of Cheese in the Trap: (super fuckin funny and a roller coaster of feels)

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Thanks for letting me rant. I need a fucking life. Now that exams are over and I'm only a casual at both my jobs, I literally do nothing but eat nutrigrain and sleep. \

READ ON SQUAD. SHIT IS ABOUT TO GO DOWN. slowly. 

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The light shined too brightly, too much for my eyes.

"Someone turn the fucking light off" A familiar voice snapped, gruff and near me. It sounded so nice. I hoped he kept speaking.

My body felt like lead and aches all mashed together in one lump of sluggish numb. Opening my eyes I winced against the slight light that came in, lips cracking when I smiled.

Ripper was next to me, face pale and strained. Dad was next to him, fingers clenched in the blankets next to him- Bianca at his side.

"Everyone looks like someone nearly died" I coughed, attempting to lighten the atmosphere. Ripper growled, meeting his forehead to mine. "Don't joke about that"

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