02:18
jisung was currently lying on his bed, unable to fall asleep. he anxiously looked at his phone every few seconds, as if anticipating something.
his phone rang and he immediately answered it.
"hey jisung," felix said.
"hey," jisung tiredly replied.
"what does 'y-e-s' spell?" felix asked.
"yes," jisung answered.
"good," felix praised. "now what does 'e-y-e-s' spell?"
"ee-yes?" jisung's response came out as a question.
"try again!" felix was giggling.
"ee-yees?" jisung was utterly confused. "eh-yes?"
"oh my god i can't breathe!" felix was hysterically laughing.
"shut up! what the hell does it spell? is it even a word?"
"yes it is! what does 'e-y-e-s' spell?"
"e-y," jisung paused. "e-y-e— oh."
"what does it spell?" felix asked, still laughing.
"i'm hanging up." jisung hung up the phone, feeling absolutely embarrassed.
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