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Then morning came, and while eating breakfast, things seem to be awkward.
"Mom had to go out early. She did want to ask you about those scratches on the motorcycle," Tzuyu told his twin.
"I'll tell her later. First things first, any leftover cake? Please. Anything sweet..." Joohee held his head in both hands, "I haven't had this type of hangover before... Did I hit my head on something?"
Tzuyu and Sana stared at each other and chuckled. Joohee noticed this and asked the two.
"Why are you laughing? Do you know anything?" Joohee asked.
~L A S T N I G H T~
"Sorry," Joohee told Sana, who while she's pinned to a wall.
"What are you talk--" Joohee was just too close, and in response to try and push him away, Sana hit Joohee with the glass she forgot she was holding, wetting herself and Joohee.
'That's not how I imagined things would go... NONETHELESS, THAT WAS CROSSING BOUNDARIES' - Sana
Joohee stumbled and now kneeling on the floor with his left hand on the side of his head. The part above his ear.
Tzuyu, who looked for Sana, found them at the scene.
"Oh my niblets," Tzuyu saw Sana was bright red. "Did you???" Joohee stood up, and Tzuyu saw Joohee was crying. Her anger eventually died down.
Sana told her what happened. Knowing Joohee, Tzuyu explained to Sana a similar experience.
After that, they couldn't stand leaving Joohee, so both of them lead Joohee to his room. Since they're both girls, they had a hard time. Once they put Joohee to bed,
*thud*
Tzuyu and Sana stared at each other and let out a nervous laugh since Joohee's head bumped into the headboard.
~E N D O F F L A S H B A C K~
"Oh. Last night when you were going to sleep, you bumped your head on the headboard of your bed," Tzuyu told Joohee while browsing the fridge.
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Vague Certainties {on-going revisions}
FanfictionIn every broken relationship, there are various motivations to move forward. Minatozaki Sana, a girl from a recent heartbreak, finds herself in a pinch. What she thought was, turns out to be wrong. No matter how vague her certainties are, can she en...
