[slow updates] NCT Dream Chat Room

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Private chat between Dongyuck and Jihoe

Dongyuck: i changed Mark's phone so that whenever he says sorry it autocorrects to a long shakespeare quote

Dongyuck: so now we just need to get him to say sorry in the group chat

Jihoe: hmm

Jihoe: i have a plan that might only kinda work

Jihoe: hold on

Jihoe: i gotta make him mad first

Dongyuck: this should be interesting

'models'

Jihoe: mark~

Jihoe: i wanna tell you something

Mxrrk: no

Jihoe: c'mon, i said i was sorry

Mxrrk: "Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring barque, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." doesn't cut it

Mxrrk: wtf

Jenhoe: ???

Jipwark: mark i didn't know you were a shakespeare fan

Mxrrk: i see

Mxrrk: that was a ploy to get me to say "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines, And too often is his gold complexion dimm'd: And every fair from fair sometimes declines, By chance or natures changing course untrimm'd; By thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee." 

Mxrrk: dang

Jihoe: HA

Jihoe: DONGHYUCK IT WORKED

Dongyuck: YES

Mxrrk: oh you two will be  "This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?"

Mxrrk: dang how do you turn this off

Dongyuck: there's a button on the top of your phone, push it

Mxrrk: haha very funny