Note
I'm sorry if your phone kept on notifying about me updating. I was actually editing some parts of my story. So here's the other short chap. Real sorry.
end.[HANEUL]
When I entered their room, I had to cover my eyes from the bright light I saw, "Ah, too... much... pink.. hurts... my brain. Eh, too girly— argh so bright."
Joy looked at me with a serious face, "Unnie." They sat me down on a corner and they started putting makeup on me. One holding my left leg and left arm and another one on my right.
"Yah, don't poke my eye!"
"Huhu, that hurts!"
"AHHH! Stop murdering my face."
Cough, "What— pwe— powder is that?"
"Why do I feel liquid on my eyes?"
"Is that even normal?!"
"Don't make me look like a clown!"
After the deadly makeup, they blindfolded me and started doing my hair.
"Don't even pull that—"
"Ouch, my ing hair!!"
Then they help me stood up and tried looking for clothes.
"Please, not a dress."
"No! Not girly."
"Please avoid pink that much."
We walked and walked. I don't even know if we're still on the building. After that, they said they will place me infront of a mirror. When they let my hands free, I immediately unfolded the blindfold and looked at the mirror.
Yeah, so the mirror had to be specifically inside exo's dorm.
I looked at myself, "Effing ef! I look like a... like a... like a CUPCAKE. It's cute but—"
"Someone's inlove," They singsong. I looked at them weirdly, "I'm not saying I'm inlove with myself."
They motioned their lips at the other side. I looked slowly to my right, "LAY?!"
He was there, looking at our direction dreamily. He was smiling but then immediately regained his senses.
I thought he was going to me but then he passed by me and started flirting with Red Velvet.
So, he was smiling because of them?
Ouch.
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A/N
Another very short chap. I'm gonna edit this longer when I get back from hiatus. Don't worry dearies.
BINABASA MO ANG
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