Jennie: *pointing at a broken coffee machine* So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
Rose: . . .
Lisa: . . .
Jisoo: . . .
Rose: . . .
Rose: I did. I broke it.
Jennie: No. No, you didn’t. Jisoo?
Jisoo: Don’t look at me. Look at Lisa!
Lisa: What?! I didn’t break it!
Jisoo: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Lisa: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Jisoo: Suspicious.
Lisa: No, it’s not!
Lisa: YOU were the last one to use it.
Jisoo: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Lisa: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Jisoo: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that!
Rose: Alright let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Jennie Unnie.
Jennie: No. Who broke it?
*In the back ten minutes later as the others continue to argue*
Jennie: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.













