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Minyon was nervous, to say the least, not only did Hyo-yeon not text him yesterday (Though he now knows that she was at Ji-hoon and her phone was dead) but when she said she wanted to talk, that it was serious. He knew something was up.

Taking a breath, Minyon knocked on the door to Hyo-yeon's apartment. After some time, the door slowly opened. Hyo-yeon had looked like absolute shit. Her hair was tangled and messy, her eyes red and puffy (possibly from crying, but Minyon wasn't sure) and she had such dark eye bags. "You look like shit."

Hyo-yeon laughed at that, "Thanks, I missed your attitude Minnie. Come in, I think the ice cream and drinks are getting warm. " the door opened wider, Minyon stepped inside. Now if Hyo-yeon looked like shit, then her apartment must be the ass the shit came from.

Clothes, paper, dishes, wrappers, and pills were in random places around the small studio apartment. But the most prominent thing would have to be the opened first aid kit.

"Did you get hurt? You never have first aid kit out, probably not even near you."

Hyo-yeon sighed at her best friend's words. Slowly trudging to the small sofa (that occupied what seems to be a living room). Collapsing onto the sofa, Hyo-yeon shoved off the clothes that were taking up the rest of the couch.

Grabbing two spoons and some glasses Minyon sat next to Hyo-yeon. Passing her a glass and the quart of ice cream (with the spoon of course), Hyo-yeon great fully took the items and sighed.

"So are we going to eat and drink first, or are you going to talk first," Minyon asked going to open the first litter of Cocoa Vanilla Zero.

Hyo-yeon took in a deep breath and started explaining what happened.