Sana's POV~
I was comfortably sitting on the couch leaning my back against the sofa's end staring at my one and only Dubu (soon to be one and only) as the screen lit up her fair skin in the dark living room, all my attention was stole by Dahyun as my mind raced with thoughts of her my elbow leaned on the couch side as I twirled my blonde strand of hair; I could barely pay attention to the TV (even though it was my favourite show) Dahyun, still gazing at the TV intensily spoke "Do you think they'll get together?"
"Huh?" I respond in a haze. "You weren't pay attention, weren't you?" She whimpered in a cute agyeo voice that always melted me. "I was! Look, look! They're having sex!" I pointed at the screen trying to distract her, carelessly throwing PG words at this kid is never a good idea- but I recklessly did as that baby scrams through the piles of letters and tea bags left on the birch oak coffee table to find the lost remote. I straight away look at my right where sits a smaller (but still sturdy and deserving) table and notice the shining remote, I swiftly pick it up and point it to the TV, instantly turning it off.
**not finished**
