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With our eyes wide openAnd the doors all closenSurrender to your heartRemember who we are~Shelter, machineheart

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With our eyes wide open
And the doors all closen
Surrender to your heart
Remember who we are
~Shelter, machineheart

With our eyes wide openAnd the doors all closenSurrender to your heartRemember who we are~Shelter, machineheart

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Nara

It was a long and tedious day I'll say. Meetings after meetings, non-stop conferences, that's what we did all day. Doyoung is bat shit worried about the current happenings in the company, he has been speaking less now which is a very peculiar scenario.

"Doyoung, Mom wants you home."

Well, she doesn't want him home, it's just me trying to send him home because I'm dead sure that he will end up at a bar to reduce his stress, alcohol, we all depend on it. Although he has quite a tolerance but I still won't want him going home drunk.

Doyoung rubbed his face, his frustration was clearly noticeable in the action, "Why?" He asked slightly annoyed.

"She needs help with some stuff something about some son of her friend she told me." I shrugged. "You should go, Min, Jieun and I will take care of things"

"Are you sure, cause Yuta-"

"Don't worry about that, he knows" I cut him off

He muttered an 'okay', got up from his seat and grabbed his coat wearingly and left the room. He looked very tired and surely did need some rest.

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