[scene #1 ›› in a rusty neighborhood, a small, homelike apartment. the night sky dresses its winking stars and delicate clouds. quietness nestles the dead streets and dark alleys, but the dry breeze of the preambles of autumn carries a chatter of certain seven boys.]
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[close up #1 ›› through a white-painted, ebony door, carrying the bronzer numbers '023' — there's a grey-carpeted corridor that leads to a medium-sized, dimly-lit living room. said room is a victim of a frequent, classic friday-night sleepover. wooden floor's littered with scattered, empty bags and cans of doritos, crackers, and beers. cheap furniture invaded by seven young men who are high on the midnight blues.]
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[assessment #1 ›› san is crumbling on himself, crestfallen and half-drunk, sitting on a couch with his head squeezed between his hands.
›› beside him, hongjoong is silent with apprehension. eyes weary. legs and arms crossed. features drawn in a small frown.
›› between their legs, yunho is planted on the floor. worried and pouting. hugging san's leg with his chin resting on his left knee.
›› across from the triad, seonghwais relaxed. nonchalantly scrolling through his phone. a half-empty beer can in his right hand.
›› on his lap, yeosang is cuddled and cozy. getting kissed occasionally and drinking casually from said can, with a content smile.
›› two feet to their right, mingi is his grumpy, annoyed self. huffily, envying the two and gawking at the other giant neglecting him.
›› on the other side of the room, jongho is about done with everything. fingers choking his beer's bottleneck, imagining it's the other six.]
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< 00:34 a.m — saturday >
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