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"Umji-yah, what's wrong with her?" Sowon discreetly pointed at Yerin who seemed struggling to hide her puffy eyes behind her eyeglasses.

"You are asking the person who slept in the same living room as you last night."

"I know, but maybe you asked her or something."

"Eonnie, you were up before I was. I don't remember ever sleep-talking. Did you see my spirit talk to Yerin-eonnie?"

"Your wit is of no use today." Sowon declared while looking for the right timing to catch Yerin's attention.

"I don't know how you've surmised that. But okay."

"Yerin-ah...!"

"Eonnie, I need to finish something important." The other girl replied without caring to look back as she went up the stairs.

Even Sowon's response emitted reluctance and dread. "Oh. Okay, nothing important anyway. Maybe later."

"Or never..." Umji mumbled.

"Even I'm scared of her. Was she crying all night? Her eyes are really swollen." Sowon whispered.

"Is that a rhetorical question or are we going to continue the vicious cycle of nonsensical asking? If so, I might not have the whole day, eonnie."

Glaring at the team's youngest member, "What if I don't give you your allowance for June??"

"What if I go hack your bank account and withdraw everything the team has?"

"Aish! Get out of here! Wash dishes or something!"

"But you just washed them."

From the other side of the apartment door, Eunha and SinB could hear a portion of the two's laughable exchange. Albeit they knew undoubtedly who would win the argument, they chose to spend a few seconds snickering to the banter before going in.

"Did you actually think you'll win, Sowon-ah??"

"Well, there's no harm in trying."

"That cliché is relative and debatable. Like there's definitely harm if you tried killing yourself." Umji reasoned. "I can provide a few more instances, but I guess you already got my point."

"Why don't you just go to your laptop..." Sowon paused obviously calculating her move. "... and check if Boss JD emailed back."

"That reminds me, Eunha-eonnie, I need to get the laptop from your room." Umji darted to the stairs as soon as she remembered, which made Sowon smile in relief.

"Okay. But get down here after, we're bringing food. If Yerin-eonnie is up there, drag her down! Tell her my birthday isn't over so she can't refuse."

"Noted."

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Yerin's grey hoodie, unkempt hair and thick specs failed considerably at concealing the unspoken. I didn't need to ask because it was unmistakable that she cried last night. And judging by how swollen her face was, I know she didn't just shed a few tears.

I didn't speak because for one, it's futile to ask her, and also, I was lethargic and could already feel the exhaustion that lingered from last night's misadventure. As expected, no one dared to interrogate her, not because of the fear of getting shot like I did, but because they understood that it was more important to respect the distance that she has always preferred. I could tell that everyone was already thankful that she chose to join us for a meal.

But despite the fatigue, my heart did not fail to quiver frantically to Yerin's palpable nearness as she sat beside me. As we took out the food from the paper bags, I sensed everyone control their urge to tease to the sight of an event of absolute rarity.