As If it's Your Last | Blackpink
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I was in my bedroom struggling to fall asleep. It was a dry, black night. My semi-dark room was lit by a dim bedside lamp because I couldn't fall asleep in complete darkness. The breeze was blowing from the outside causing dead branches to click-clack off the feeble, arch-shaped windows that surrounded me which gave me the chills. The walls seemed to be invisible because of the irregular, random sound of smashing and tapping on these windows. The sounds didn't really interrupt me until I heard something. I couldn't make out what it was...
A strange, strained, tentioned voice.
"Rosé!!!"
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