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Chapter 15: White Walls

it's not christmas yet but merry christmas. because i'm the literal worst author and i still have writer's block (trust me, i have a rough plot for this but i just dont know how to make things exciting), can you guys hELP ME HAHAHA and tell me whatever the hell you wanna see alright alright because if yall want drama then okay i'll work things out and insert some drama. if yall want roast wizards back then whatever.

just comment and tell me ok i don't bite. and in fact, i've been milking my brain for ideas but i'm really exhausted this week so hell yeah

-jiro
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"i give up, i give up," soonyoung walked out of the bathroom looking like he just did the ice bucket challenge.

"the fuck happened?" mingyu asked, laughing at his friend. soonyoung rubbed his palms on his face and screamed, "jIHOON HIT ME WITH THE SHOWER HEAD."

"BECAUSE I CAN SHOWER BY MYSELF, ASSHOLE!" jihoon yelled all the way from the bathroom. jeonghan was waiting near the door so he definitely jumped in surprise.

"thought he hit you with that ddu du ddu du," seokmin proudly said and ended up laughing at his own joke while all of us judge him in silence. "old joke, seokmin, old joke," seungcheol shook his head.

"after jihoon gets dressed up, can i take him somewhere? with wonwoo and seungkwan?" i asked and the others changed from judging seokmin to judging me instead. "oh come on, this is important okay?"

"we're going somewhere? you should have told me, minseul! i can't go out looking like this!" seungkwan freaked out. honestly, he looked absolutely fine and he's actually the best dressed among us. everyone reacted negatively to his statement so he gave up eventually.

a few minutes later after jihoon finally finished fixing himself, wonwoo, seungkwan and i dragged him out of the house.

"where are we going?" jihoon rolled his eyes "whoever claps three times, i'm going to make sure your ribcage breaks." nobody answered him and we all just waited for a cab. the three of them settled at the back while i sat in front. so just in case jihoon pukes all over the place, i won't get affected. #themoreyouknow

"hey jihoon, jeonghan hyung handed me a lot of small paper bags before we left just in case you feel like throwing up," i heard wonwoo say.

"great, thanks," jihoon replied and lightly slammed his head on the window, "..ouch."

we asked the cab to stop at a small shop nearby so i could buy flowers. then after what seems to be half an hour, we finally stopped in front of a hospital. of course, it's a different one from when the crackhead members of seventeen passed out and minghao admitted himself in. we paid for the ride and hopped off, looking at the place.

"the fuck? y'all taking me to a mental hospital?" jihoon sounded offended "look, i know i'm acting so weird lately but hello? i'm not fucking crazy! do you guys really think—"

"oh my god, shut up, jihoon," i told the boy and grabbed his arm to drag him inside the place. i talked to a few people at the reception desk about the visit i scheduled with them just yesterday and they told me to wait for a bit.  after a while, we signed in and got visitor's passes at the nurse's station.

"minseul where the hell are we?" jihoon tried to sound irritated, but honestly i can see that he kinda looked scared and uncomfortable. we were escorted by another nurse to the elevator where jihoon started to stay extremely close to me because a crying patient with his nurse is with us.