𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗪𝗘 𝗛𝗜𝗧 𝗔 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗕 || nct murder mystery

𝗖𝗛 O7

All eyes were on me as the five of us discussed the next step, though none of us had a clue on how we were going to execute our plan.

Right as we were about to call it quits for the night, the bedroom door burst open.

"You scared the shit out of me!" scolded Remi, hand pressed over her chest. "I told you to knock."

"Sorry," apologized Mark, dropping the broken gardening hose into the center of the circle of which we sat in, causing my brows to knit.

"Why did you bring the hose?" I asked, playing with strands of the fur carpeting. I sat up against Remi's bed with a large pillow resting in my lap, surrounded by all sources of comfort.

He took the open space between Sunghee and I. "I don't know, actually. Something tells me I might need it."

"A broken hose?"

"Yes."

"He has a girlfriend now, and her name... is Hosella."

"Remi, what the fuck."

My gaze drifted to the window, where the curtains were moved aside and blinds were rolled up as high as they could go.

I managed to get a glimpse of passing bats as their silhouettes were caught in the moons light.

I could hear as the others grew louder, but I was so concentrated that every word was inaudible. It was up until there was a tap on my shoulder that I was lost.