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:: please unfollow. 
                      ; thank you, mule !

Dust filled the lad's lungs as he hit the floor of the dusty grained textured ground and involuntarily inhaled. Coughing and spluttering; he scrambled sideways, dodging the next attack and rolling backwards into his feet. He cursed sharply as the wolf rose to its full height and snarled viciously in his direction. A drop of blood dripped down the side of the wolf's silver fur and into its eye. It snarled and shook its head, enthusiasm set in Karma's heart as he saw his opportunity.
          
          ‪He reflexively bit his lower lip after feeling enthusiastic, launching himself towards the bleeding wolf. The wolf thought that Karma had finally loose his mind to launch himself towards him, opening its mouth full of blood. "Very good!" The bloke's eyes glinted vigorously, leaping as he courageously sequestered the wolf's upper mouth and slammed it at the wall. A scowl materialized on his face, skulking his hand towards his pocket. "Bahh! How boring." He murmured, displeased as he turned his back, hands skulked inside his pockets.‬
          
          ‪"Watch out!" A screamed pierced through his ears; before he could even move. Karma was left in dazed as the wolf met the ground, a weapon strucked onto its silver fur and deep rose coloured liquid cascaded towards the ground. He drew his gaze towards the silhouette near the wolf's body, an murian whom he wouldn't even expect be here, looking unfazed as they held the weapon they specialized elegantly as if they had been practicing it for aeons. "Can you not?!" He grunted, shutting his lips tightly as he flared into anger inside.‬

yuzu's lips slightly twitched, licking his lower lip as he opened his mouth to speak; "actually, cookies and cream is already a good choice." said yuzu as he nodded to himself. "but if we'll take the nutrients one needs, a matcha would be perfect." he beamed, chuckling.
          
          "milky matcha, coffee matcha, cookie matcha—any matcha flavors has a rich and thick flavor, the same as the nutrients one could acquire. it also has a distinct taste which is very healthy but i suggest you buy whatever you like." yuzu stated, his cheeks flushing red as he feel really talkative to a stranger he just happened to met.

being the worldwide unlucky guy, yttri was tasked to treat all of his members bubble tea. unfortunately, he doesn't know what to buy because bubble tea is not his thing. suddenly, a lad approached him and ask what his favorite flavor of bubble tea. he just laughed in the lad's question. "i prefer nothing. bubble teas are not my thing." he said and sighed. "how about you? what do you think is the best selling bubble tea here? i'm planning to give someone tho." he asked.

in | 6:O1 PM 

the weather today seems to asked for one cold drink. although being hesitant, yuzu had found himself inside a boba shop, a light sneer was visible in his face with a flavor of a calm demeanor. a exasperated sigh extruded the lad's thick plumped lips, scanning through the menu which was hanged midair. 'caramel macchiato suits my mood for today.' said yuzu to himself, nodding as he took steps when the customer in front of him move aside to get their order.
          
          it was just the same for yuzu except for his order which is a large caramel macchiato boba. after he paid for it, a light tapped on his shoulder made him flung his head sideward for a bit. a lad with the same hair colour caught his attention, the giddiness in his voice made yuzu laughed. "hello. my favourite flavor is caramel. they said it has the same characteristic with me although i have no clue." answered yuzu gently, chortling lightly. "how about you?" asked yuzu, taking a sip from his drink.

(  chensung ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)  )

Tonight, it seems as though Devine was not her usual self. Victoria’s coming, she thought, because she’s feeling really bitchy. She entered the Ice Cream Parlor and saw that there’s a long ongoing line. Rolling her eyes, she went straight to the front of the line, ignoring everyone else. People were already looking at her, but she doesn't care. The cashier asked who she is- “Dev- I mean, Victoria. NO! It’s Devine. Fuck.”
          
          She cannot control herself. Her Dissociative Identity Disorder is now trying to control her- as Victoria. The cashier, someone who knows her well, just gave her her order. She left the Ice Cream Parlor and went for a short walk in the park. Ice cream help her calm down.
          
          While walking, she heard something that made her stop. It came from the park benches. Curiously, she walked towards where the sound came from. The sound, which she only realised by now was sobbing, grew louder. A dark shape is sitting above a bench. She opened her pocket flashlight and directed it to the shape.
          
          You were frightened when Devine opened her flashlight and directed it to you. You screamed.
          
          “SORRY! I didn’t mean to frighten you! U-uh… nevermind.” she apologised. “Damn this is hard. W-well, I noticed that you were crying. Er- ice cream?” she offered you her spare cup of ice cream.
          
          (  I apologise for a lengthy starter. The first two paragraphs doesn’t have much sense lmao. The real story begins from the third paragraph. T^T  )
          

( oh okie, denial ako agaddd ) 

as i was waiting for me to order bubble tea, someone patted me on my shoulder, causing me to look behind and saw a lad who just asked me out of the blue. "i prefer vanilla." i just answered. it's not even suspicious though. observing the lad, i think he's just asking me because he is not sure to what he'll buy.