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"What the hell are you even doing?" A voice shot through the air, making it's way to my ears expertly. I drew my attention away from my fingers for a few seconds to look towards the owner of the voice.

Sat at the end of my bed was my best friend Soojin, who was currently annoying me for the tenth time in the hour about what it was I was crafting at my desk. It probably did look weird on her end since I was basically hovering over it, shielding it from the light, which ultimately made it that much harder on me, but I couldn't help it. I swore that I was concentrating so hard that I was going to pop a blood vessel.

"I'm rolling a joint." I shot back through gritted teeth, frustration quickly overcoming me as I looked over at the partially rolled joint that I held carefully in my grip. This was way harder than my brother said it was.

"Again? Can't we just use the fairy bong?" Soojin pushed herself off of the end of my bed, moving to stand behind me so that she could look at the work I had done. It wasn't good in the slightest, there were lumps and I couldn't identify which side would be safe to smoke from. I sighed finally, leaning back in my seat and dropping the poorly rolled joint on the surface of my desk.

"Can you pack it while I go ask Jaehyun for help?" I turned my head upwards slightly, pouting as I looked back at a reluctant Soojin. Soojin rolled her eyes, smacking my shoulder lightly before grabbing my weed jar. I sent an exaggerated grin and a small thanks her way before bolting out of my bedroom.

I slowed when in the hall, knowing that it was past midnight and if I woke up my parents there was a pretty big possibility of getting in trouble. So I opted on silently shuffling through the hallway to Jaehyun's bedroom door. From the outside, it appeared to be dark, but the sounds of boys cursing and video games were a clear indicator that Jaehyun and his friends were still wide awake. Which is the reason I didn't hesitate in slamming my fist again the door to get someone's attention.

"What do you need?" A head poked out after a moment of waiting, Youngho squinting at me in the darkened hallway. The only reason I hadn't had to guess who it was that opened the door was because Youngho was constantly in my home, sitting on my special spot on the couch and purposely eating all my snacks all the time.

"I need Jaehyun." I answered back, shoving my hands into the pocket of the hoodie that I wore. I'm not sure who it belonged to, but I knew that it wasn't mine since it was way too big.

Youngho scoffed and rolled his eyes, the corners of his mouth turning upwards teasingly before disappearing into Jaehyun's room once again. I could hear their muffled speech through the door, but it was nothing more than murmurs, the wood blocking out the sound. It took a while, but Jaehyun was finally pulling open his bedroom door, glaring tiredly down at me in the dark.

"I'm in the middle of something, what do you want?" He was very clearly irritated that I had interrupted his and Younho's gaming time. Something that didn't make sense to me because he was always playing video games with Youngho, so stepping away from his game for one second to help out his baby sister shouldn't at all be a problem for him. "Spit it out, Jaeji."

"I need help rolling a joint-"

"Absolutely not," He denied, going to close his door in my face, only stopping when I stopped the door, pouting up at Jaehyun desperately.

"Jaehyun please! I suck at rolling and Soojin and I wanna smoke a joint," I pleaded and Jaehyun shook his head. I could feel myself becoming frustrated with how uncooperative he was being. All I wanted was to smoke a fucking joint with my best friend and possibly my brother and his best friend, but he was too busy being a dickhead to help me out. I needed to play up the baby sister thing though, otherwise there was no shot of him helping me out.