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"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my-" Kay mumbles continuously as we head to my apartment. I shove her slightly to shut her up, which she does. "I can't believe I have Jaebeom's number." 

"I'm surprised you got it after how awkward and clingy you were being. I had to apologize 70 times for your behaviour," I tell her rolling my eyes. She pouts at me trying to be cute but I shake my head.

"Why didn't you get Youngjae's number?" I hear her ask, I shrug but I don't answer because I don't have an answer for it. I'm not as confident as Kay to just go out and ask someone for their number, I find that way too awkward. We make our way into my apartment building.

"We're home, I'm going to sleep, you can stay here but don't wake me up at 5am ok?" I tell her, she nods her head as I open the front door to my apartment and let her inside. We both take off our shoes at the door and head into the living room. I put all my stuff that I took out with me away before heading into my bedroom to grab a towel for a shower.

"You can have a shower after me if you want," I tell her as I pass her on the way to the bathroom. She's sat on my sofa, reading something on her phone and then typing furiously - the expression she has is the one that she usually has when she is trying to keep in her inner fangirl. She's probably taking Jaebeom, she's terrible, I hope he's not going to be annoyed by her.

I go into the shower room and have a quick shower. It helps me destress from all the things that has happened today - meeting GOT7 and having Kay be the most awkward friend in the world.  After the shower I wrap the towel around me and head back into the living room where Kay is still sat staring at her phone with a blank expression.

"Are you still talking to Jaebeom?" I sigh out, she turns her head to me quickly and she gives me an expression that tells me she needs my help. "What's happened?"

"He asked me who my bias is..." Kay mumbles, I almost didn't hear her but I just about understood her. "I can't pick one, should I say it's him - but then there's Mark, Jackson, Yugyeom, Jiny- I can't chose, I don't know what to do."

"Hoe problems #1503," I joke, she groans at me and lays back against the sofa in defeat. "Just say you don't have one."

"Okay," she responds, and goes back to typing furiously on her phone - obviously sending a message to Jaebeom. She pauses, while she's most likely waiting for his reply, when she receives a ding from her phone she screams. "He said he thought my bias was him."

"That's fair, you were all over him at the cafe."

"HE PUT A SAD FACE!" She squeals, I put my hands over my ears and shake my head.

"I'm not helping with your bias problems, have fun, I'm going to sleep," I tell her making my way into my bedroom and putting on some pyjamas to sleep in. I tuck myself into bed and drift off into a very deep sleep.

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