Sehun sat alone and unbothered in Chanyeol's living room. Kyungsoo was lying down on the floor next to him, who was contemplating what he were to do next. He left his car and a pile of road debris to the police, who he knew would be coming for him. His best friend, who was taking his time to shower, was ignoring him. Though for some odd reason, Chanyeol still agreed to go along with all of this.
If Chanyeol was allowed to take a shower, he would agree to do just about anything.
What had Sehun gotten himself into? If he just left the rooftop the other day, if he ignored what he had done, none of this would've happened.
There was a sudden knock at the front door. Sehun quickly dragged Kyungsoo into Chanyeol's office, then went to open the door.
Standing at the doorstep, was a girl in a red dress clutching a clipboard. Sehun immediately recognized her from the other day, and his heart dropped.
The girl seemed to have recognized Sehun, too. She hesitated before introducing herself.
"I'm Vivian," she held up an ID Sehun knew didn't belong to her. It looked similar to the ones he and Chanyeol held, but he could tell her ID was from another company. "I'm with Park Incorporated; here to see Mr. Park."
Sehun now remembered who Vivian was. She was the one who unlocked Conference Room K, the room Xiumin went into but never came out of. Sehun knew she wasn't really with his friends company, but was only an ambassador for another company that Park Incorporated wanted to do business with for the past several months.
Sehun acted quickly. Kyungsoo had warned them not to go back to their apartments, otherwise stuff like this would happen.
He put on a smug look, resorting to his last option. "Why are you here to see Mr. Park? You should be here to see me." Sehun knew he sounded ridiculous, but small talk was his only other option.
Vivian cleared her throat. "I know who you are, Mr. Oh; you're the infamous 'model', if I'm not mistaken."
Sehun nodded proudly. "That's me. Aren't you a model, too? You're the new girl, right?"
Vivian wasn't buying it. "I don't work in that department, Mr. Oh. I'm the new board representative, and I'm here to speak with Mr. Park."
"He's not available at the moment," Sehun looked Vivian up and down, and his lips curled into a grin. "That dress is a bit too short for a board rep, don't you think?"
Vivian rolled her eyes. "I'm used to flattery, Mr. Oh. That kind of nonsense doesn't work on me."
"What will work for you?" Sehun proceeded. "What about tonight? Six o'clock?"
"Tight schedule. Today won't work," Vivian decided to play along, pasting a similar grin on her on face.
"Aw, come on, Vivi..." Sehun leaned against the door frame. "Take the night off, we'll have some fun."
While Sehun stalled the so-called board rep, Chanyeol poked his head into the front hallway. Seeing what was going on, he quickly got dressed and snook into his office, where Kyungsoo was lying down.
"Hey, are you awake yet?" Chanyeol patted Kyungsoo's face. "It's been three hours, please tell me you're awake."
Kyungsoo lay still.
"Come on, buddy, I don't want to have to carry you again, please wake up."
Kyungsoo slightly moved his head, then blinked his eyes open. "Where are we?" He whispered. "What happened?"
"You got shot, remember?" Chanyeol hushed. "We're in my apartment, and I know, I know... I don't care what you said before, I really needed a shower."
