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Sunny walks inside the small office, thanks the intern who has shown her the way, closes the door and sits down across from her friend. "Damage control. What happened?" she asks, taking a sip from the takeaway coffee cup in her hand.
"Why are you here?" asks Tiffany, still surprised about her friend's unexpected visit.
"Like I said, damage control. I'm here to find out what happened and offer a solution or some advice," Sunny says. "My best friend is panicking because she's paranoid that you're breaking up with her after celebrating one year together."
"What? I'm not breaking up with her," Tiffany tells Sunny. "She thinks I'm breaking up with her?"
"Well, you ran out of her room in the middle of the night, locked yourself in your room and refused to talk to her. This morning, you left for work super early and hasn't replied to any of her messages or calls. Note that all this happened after what she described as one of the best sex she ever had. Or at least what was about to be the best. You left before the results were in."
Tiffany can't help but blush, remembering last night. Yet at the same time, she also remembers the thing that mortified her and made her shut Taeyeon out until now.
"So what happened? Did she do something you don't like? Did you suddenly realize that you can't do this? Are you leaving her?"
"Of course not!" Tiffany quickly exclaims, face still red. "She did nothing wrong. I, on the other hand..." She sighs, groans and covers her face with her hands. "It was the most humiliating moment in my life," she mumbles.
"Huh? What was?"
"..."
"Yah! Tell me! My friend is suffering and I need to know why!"
Tiffany slowly puts her hands down but doesn't dare look at her friend. "What I'm about to tell you must remain a secret between us forever. Not even Taeyeon can know that we're actually discussing this."
Sunny lifts one hand and puts the other over her heart. "I swear. I will take this to my grave."
"Have you ever..." Tiffany pauses, trying to find the best way to say what she's about to say. "You've slept with your boyfriends, right?"
"Yes?"
"Have you ever... Did you... I..." Tiffany groans and slumps in her chair, once again covering her face with her hands. "I farted," she murmurs from behind her hands.
"What was that? I can't hear you."
"I farted," mumbles Tiffany a little louder than before.
"You farted?"
"Yes."
"So what? Everyone farts. That's human. What's wrong about fart-..." And then Sunny realizes what happened. "Oh no." She tries her best to keep a straight face, not laughing at her embarrassed friend. "You mean last night? During-..."
Tiffany nodded.
"And Taeng didn't notice?"
"I don't know. She didn't say anything," Tiffany says as she slowly lowers her hands. Her face has turned even redder than before. "I tried to hold it in, I mean, I wanted to go to the bathroom but it was right in the middle-... I mean, we were-... she got this new toy and it was amazing and I thought it could wait but... it... happened," she timidly says.
Sunny can't hold her laughter in any longer and bursts out laughing and giggling like a crazy woman.
"Great. Laugh at me. I'm glad you're entertained," retorts Tiffany as she frowns and crosses her arms.
