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group sms: @rkjiho ; @rkbinnie

→ guys let’s go eat chicken after practice tonight → i’m craving chicken → i don’t think i’m supposed to eat it because i have a performance soon → but let’s get it anyways???

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[ sms ] you can't do that, baby. I know you love me more, even when he spoils you more than I do. Don't be mean to me.

sseui:  

[ ✉ ➝ mama seul ] Don’t baby me, only Clae can call me that. Pft. Okay but have you ever bought mechocolate truffles? No? Exactly. B(  

She was simply making joke about  the  situation,   not really caring too much about how  harsh she sounded. Seulgi knows her too well by now,  should be too accu-stomed to  this  particular  attitude.   Nevertheless,   the woman takes a little while to get out of the building she was in to head to the  nearest  store.   Uncertain  of  the type of medication she should buy for the older.

[ ✉ ➝ mama seul ] Which medicine did you need?

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[ sms ] he's stupid, I don't like him, besides he's busy with his... yeah. And come on, please? We'll watch a movie together, your favorite. Howl's Moving Castle. I got the DVD.

sseui:

[ ✉ ➝ mama seul ] Ouch. Smh. Let him be. Don’truin such pure love. Heh.

Hana’s  already  up  on  her  feet  when reading the rest of the message,   she’s stepping over towards the front door with  a  coat  in  hand  to be safe in case the weather turns out cloudy unexpectedly.  She’s coming over for the movie, hasn’t watched it in what seems to be forever. The brunet-te’s eyes were still on the screen,   waiting  for the elevator to  stop  at  the  main  floor  while  she’s  responding  once again, to the latter.  

[ ✉ ➝ mama seul ] -___- I think I’m slightly favoringhim over you now at least he doesn’t force he to goout and buy medicine first. Hmph.

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[ sms ] my stomach hurts, can you come over and give me meds? i can't stand up. monthly... issues. xoxo

sseui:  

She’s  been  waiting  for  another  to  reply to her messages, one  where  she  can  be  certain of whether she’s going out on her own or stay back for the rest of  the  day.  And  despite that not being an issue,   due  to  her upsetting stomach and her not wanting to deal with most of the people in  the  world; she has a reason to.   That  is,   if she was willing to step out of the door to go. When reading Seulgi’s message her head shakes slowly in defeat,  lips puckering out and she’s typing away a reply.

[ ✉ ➝ mama seul ] Um. My stomach's been hurting too but you don't see me asking around -_- So lazy, Mama. Where's Jong'? I'm sure he's willing to help.

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chiaso:

Tick. Tock. Tick. Clutching the sheets closer, Isabella lets out a sigh. 3 AM. Another sleepless night, her mind clouded with confusing thoughts she was too distracted to decipher. Telling her heart to stop pounding so loudly in her ears, the goddess immediately picks up her vibrating phone. Hana? She hasn’t talked to the other in a while. Why was that? It was beyond her - most likely it was she automatically assumes that people are too busy or tired to keep a connection with her, a mere habit she has yet to break. Quickly swiping to unlock, she replies after a few minutes,

[ sms: snugglebear ] Yep. What’s up?

[ ✉ ➝ sunshine ] ... Nothing. I'm bored. 

Was that her honest excuse to why she was still awake? Something wasn’t bothering her nerves, there were times where she had sleepless nights. Where she can fall asleep one moment then wake up in the middle of the night. Trying to not create so much ruckus due to her significant other who was knocked out completely with an arm slinging over her petite waist. The screen was turned down more, reflection of the words coming into her perspective with her head inclined to one side. She doesn’t know why she contacted Isabella, constantly feeling the need to say something to her. When from time to time, Hana feels pushed away.   

 [ ✉ ➝ sunshine ] And I wanted to say hi to you.

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[TEXT] You’ve been naughty, I’m going to punish you. [TEXT] Bed, counter, or floor?

➤ uxtclae ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

Hana thought about it intently, how did she end up earning messages such as this one in particular from the older male. When she did absolutely nothing wrong. Or so she thought. It takes her a moment to retrace her steps, trying to recall the events that happened today thus far. Perhaps, it’s the way she was late to work or the possibility of her stealing the last cup of coffee for herself. Then she realized that she promised Clae that she’d be the one who would neatly place their clothes back into their original places before they were tucked into their suitcases for a week or so. 

That along with the way she constantly teases him every opportunity she gets, which isn’t exactly her fault due to how he falls for it. Hana knows he isn’t the only one who knows how to wrap another around his fingers, two can play at the game and the brunette knows how to play it just as well as he can. Sketching scenarios inside of her mind to see how this all plays out. Then again, it plays out naturally on its own. So there’s no point in taking longer than two minutes to reply back to him.

[ ✉ ➝ #1 ] Oh? So you’re giving me the choice even when I'm receiving the punishment? How about all three then.  

[ ✉ ➝ #1 ] I’m just saying, I meant it when I said I canhandle anything you keep giving me.

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[text]: Is that all you care about?

➤ uxtclae ( + source ) - ( status : not accepting. ) 

Did she sound too careless through text messages? It wasn’t her intentions to do such a thing especially then she wanted nothing more than to have him home after his walk. Wherever he was currently since she accidentally fell asleep on his shoulder when watching a movie when they flipped through channels absentmindedly. Thankfully she realized it sooner than later, already sent a message fifteen minutes ago asking for one thing in particular. Which resulted into Clae’s text that she earned, hoping he wasn’t actually too mad.

[ ✉ ➝ #1 ] What? No. Pft. I care about you too. [ ✉ ➝ #1 ] And my strawberry milk you got metoo. 

Rereading it a second time, Hana acknowledges the slight desperation in her words when sending it to him. Teeth grinding over one another as she covers the previous message with something he would prefer hearing from her. Fingers pressing over the keys in order to deliver the message in seconds before sliding back into the comforters. 

[ ✉ ➝ #1 ] I'm kidding. Come back soon though. [ ✉ ➝ #1 ] I miss you already. [ ✉ ➝ #1 ] And your body against mine.[ ✉ ➝ #1 ] And your lips grazing over my neck. [ ✉ ➝ #1 ] /inserts brows wiggling @ your fine ass.