Brown meets brown, she stands before him
"You want my ring? Take it." she said, nimbly wrapping her fingers around her ring and yanking it off. she reached her left hand out at him, as if waiting for him to snatch her ring off her palm. No hand reac...
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~her~
Okay, turns out I was wrong.
As days to weeks passed along the silence of both agencies and idols only increased the tension and popularity. The ship, liskook, skyrocketed. And hate doubled and tripled and multiplied as the hours went on. Lisa stayed cooped up in her dorm room living in confusion. Why are people all worked up from a ring?
Obviously, she is not going to stop wearing it, for it was once given by the most important man in her life. No, she will not ever go a day without it, she decided. Over the time that's she's had it, it had become a stress reliever to her. Giving her the feeling that he was there with her.
I won't just stop because a bunch of hormonal teenagers demand me to take it off.
As they get ready for the red carpet for a another formal public event, to soothe the tension growing in the young group, Lisa feels a wither of anticipation growing. Feeling uneasy, she frowns in discomfort.
What's this, my own spidey sense? That's fucking dope man.
Just as she proudly went to the realization that she's really cool, the van door burst open, revealing their manager.
"Mobs." She said, in a horrifying shiver, Jennie gasped from the sudden intrusion and Jisoo stood up up her seat in worry. Chaeyoung held her mouth open and her eyes wide as she froze in the middle of getting her lips painted with pink gloss.
"Uh-what?" Jennie asked, brows furrowing in confusion, it was normal for mobs to come at red carpets, they've all become used to it.
So why does manager-nim look like she just sawsomeone get guillotined?
Lisa watched in confusion as Jisoo spoke with their manager, picking at her painted nails and snickering at Chaeyoung's expression while getting her makeup done and trying to hear the conversation.
"Maw, we can't just refuse to attend. Our van has been recognized." Her unnie said, and their manager nodded, they must attend. Lisa wondered what the problem was and leaned towards her Jennie unnie in question.
"Mobs, Lisa. Mobs of people who don't want us here." She spoke. Lisa froze, an organized hate mob? A whole group of people who don't like us?
Lips pursing in fright of what might happen with strong and angery Mobs, Chaeyoung, her best friend, casts her eyes to the far end. Her hands clasping and unceasing.
"Well. There's nothing we can do now." She said, sitting up and getting ready to knave the van.
"We get this done quickly and and come right back here, safe and sound." Chaeyoung stops at the door, Turning her head and flashing a daring smile.
