Phone bill ➩ Kim Jisoo

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"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Making that face."

"What? It's my thinking face.." Jay's cheeks deflated and went into a pouting position. Although, now that she thinks about it, she thought she might have looked like a fish. Jisoo went laid on the floor and took a heavy sigh. Jay was sitting next to her on the floor, looking at herself in the mirror of the dance room. It takes a toll on a person to dance for hours on end, Jay thought.

Jay was suddenly struck by the idea to try to balance on her head and pose with her legs, her old dance instructor called it a "baby pose", and she learned it so long ago she wasn't even sure she could do it. She got up to do it anyway.

"What are you doing?" Jisoo questioned, looking up from the floor.

"I'm trying to do a baby pose." Jay spoke as she tried to balance her elbow on her hip but kept falling over in the process.

"Doesn't that hurt?"

"Maybe."

"Shouldn't you stop trying?"

"Probably." Jay replied as she tried again and again. Jisoo sighed and looked at the clock. It was getting pretty late.

"We should probably get back to the dorms." Jisoo yawned, and Jay got up from the floor and glanced at the clock. After her realization of how long they were practicing, Jay just rolled onto the floor with a, "You have to carry me Jisoo, I don't think I can make it.."

"Oh no! Jay! My grades will dive bomb if my partner dies!" Jisoo replied sarcastically.

"I need to tell you the combination to my vault  which holds my family fortune.. it's 31 22..." Jay said with a gasp of air, before make a guttural sound and dramatically fake dying on the floor.

Jisoo just giggled at her, and grabbed a empty water bottle and threw it at her. It gently bounced off her, "Get up you goofball."