🎬 Chapter 3 🎬

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No one's POV:

"Did you guys seriously have to call me again? I thought we already discussed about this." Wendy asks throwing her jacket while sitting on the couch.

"We did, but now we have to decide on how to reveal your relationship to the people. Any ideas ladies?" Irene asks while we all sit around the table.

We aren't in our meeting room. Since we already found a solution for the main problem, this is minor. So we're just in our chilling room, mostly made up with couches, tables, TVs and mini-fridges.

"What about just making them reveal it? Like telling it on their social media." Seulgi said writing everything on the computer.

"No, that would be weird. Wendy just said like a week ago that she hates men and now she's telling the world she has one." Joy said while taking pictures of Yeri and her.

"Guys! Let's focus." Irene said while the two girls sat down and rolled their eyes at the eldest. "Yerim, what do you think?" She continued.

"No! Let's not ask her. Let's just keep it with Seulgi or you." Wendy tried begging them as Joy and Yeri giggled to themselves. They quickly whisper to each other and start talking.

Wendy hated it when Yeri and Joy would get ideas. They were already daredevils, so both of them being teamed up was literal hell. They were the duo that was left to handle the bigger scandales for a reason.

"What about revealing them to dispatch?" Joy said. "Explain more" Wendy demanded.

"We could take pictures of them holding hands, hugging and obviously kissing and then we could send it to dispatch. It would be easier." Yeri explained further.

"Now! That's a good idea, so is anyone against this idea?" Wendy is quick to raise her hand to object. "Perfect! No one is against." Irene continued.

"I'll call them to see if they approve of this." Irene said and quickly left the room to make the call.

"So who's coming with me...? Seulgi?" Wendy asked but she quickly said no, remembering the incident of last time. "Joy?" She wasn't good but she wasn't as bad.

"Nope, I have a photoshoot, I could next time though!" Joy says grabbing her jacket as her manager is impatiently waiting for her to leave the room.

"I guess you're stuck with me then! Irene has to pick up Daisy from daycare. Now, I'll get you the clothes I want you to wear, and then just chill till 3, k?" Yerim asked Wendy as she gulped and quickly nodded.

Wendy's POV:

Ugh why can't I ever stand up against her? Oh wait, it's because last time I did, I had to wear a pink tutu with a tiara.

I get up and drive myself home.

I need a shower. I quickly take all of the stuff I need and see the outfit in a bag. I see the colour black... doesn't seem so bad. I get my vanilla scented body wash and quickly take a shower.

I come out and put my robe on and jump on the couch. It's only 12 right now, I could continue watching my show until 1.

The door bursts open and a bunch of girls come inside with huge bags. "I'm sorry but when did I let you in?" I ask and make myself look représentable. More people started coming in and lastly, Yeri came in.

"Why aren't you dressed?" I quickly think of an excuse but she quickly cuts me off. "Anyways, it's fine. There's gonna be a change either way. Now go inside your room, my dear friend, Jean Paul. He's gonna get you dressed up and the ladies will do your makeup."

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