The underground

The underground

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It was going to be a normal summer or so we thought. I'm Raven and me, Willow, Lulu and Felix did what we always do every summer, we hang out at Willow's uncle's cafe called The Underground. It's a huge teenage hangout spot but it was more like a club. The Underground was in a city called Seoul. And just like every summer we rule The Underground. I am the Queen, the boss, the one everyone loves but everyone fears. Felix, Lulu and Willow were my most loyal workers and my best friends. They are just as feared as I am but just a little less also they were respected. They were also kind and understanding, we made jokes 24/7, 375 everyday all day. But we are serious when we need to be. Although if you get under our wings. Let's just say you won't be a problem to us anymore. But the reason we're so close is that we went through similar things growing up and we could relate to a lot of the same things and we do like the same things as well.
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