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July 6, 2019
"Bye HaoHao!"
Yoobin smiled from ear to ear, holding the little boy in her arms. He giggled cheerfully before running away to his parents. Yoobin laughed at his small figure clumsily running.
Sighing, she watched as the event workers mechanically stacked and carted away the all the chairs. The fold out tables were quickly closed and packed up. The neon lights on the dance floor were void of color, instead letting bright ceiling lights illuminate the venue.
It was hard to believe that such an unforgettable and magical wedding reception had taken place just moments before. Her sister and her husband — a phrase she honestly found quite weird to say — had just left. Their car was stuffed full of wedding gifts and leftover food, especially cake.
Although, Hyojung and Jaebum were adamant about staying till the end, Yoobin knew the couple had stressed enough about the wedding. Instead, she and Nayeon urged them to get home as quickly as possible to rest a little before their honeymoon trip.
After a quick run through of the area to make sure nothing was left behind, Yoobin made her way to the entrance. The cool night air made her naked skin prickle with goosebumps. Rubbing her arms for warmth, Yoobin kept an eye out for BamBam.
She waited a few minutes in the cold before irritably glancing at the thin silver watch around her wrist. Twisting her arm she cried out angrily, "Why did I even buy this? It doesn't even have numbers!"
"Well, mine is the only one you need anyways." A smooth comment in an attempt to flirt, only made her anger rise.
Closing her eyes and inhaling sharply at the cringe worthy comment, Yoobin slapped BamBam on the arm.
"Ow!"
"Well, geez I thought you left me here!"
"I would never!" BamBam gasped as if offended. "Besides I was doing something important."
Yoobin rolled her eyes and turned on her heels to the parking lot. She gave no reaction to the sound of pain as her pearl white, cross-body purse slammed into her boyfriend's side. "I'll believe it when I see it."
With each step in her thin, three-inch heels, Yoobin winced in unbearable pain. As a result, when her awaited seat and source of relaxation was nowhere to be found in its parking spot, she flipped out.
"Where the hell is my car?" She uttered in a dead voice of disbelief.
"It's not here," BamBam answered with a smug grin. "Because I took it."
