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♤ - Your muse and my muse taking a bath together.
After a week of intense scheduling, Hwasa found herself with a few hours of free time. The brunette chose to spend the day at a sauna to relieve stress, her fatigued facial expressions clearly radiating. Her body language was dull, uninterested.
Her eyes fared no better. The skin underneath seemed to darken due to lack of sleep, now overly-prominent. Her pink, feminine lips swept towards the bottom of her face in a frowning manner,
Fame was a mixed blessing for a youngperson: it thrusted a false public persona onto an unformed personality andrisked confusing the person about their true personality. It was this fact thatHwasa had to remind herself of repeatedly, having to fix her facial expressionsand posture. If fans were to see her like this, they would automatically thinkthat her company was making her over-work, when that wasn't the case at all.
Only inches from the the sauna, the young adult swung open the door and entered, face mask sheathing her identity.
“One reservation please. For the bathing room.” She cautiously asked the woman at the counter, staring directly towards the floor in an attempt to hide her persona. To her luck, the woman fell for it.
Hwasa knew she wasn’t very popular, but she was sure that at least one person knew who MAMAMOO was, and would leak her identity right away.
“Can you please make sure it’s a private bath, please?”
The clerk eyed her suspiciously, replying after a few minutes of flipping through reservation notes and doing whatnot on the outdated PC conveniently placed at the corner of the desk.
“We’re sorry, but all of the bathing rooms are taken. There is one, though, with only one female in it? Would that be fine?”
Too exhausted to care at this point, the younger slid her credit card across the surface and to the woman. “Fine, will do.” One person wouldn’t hurt, would it?
After getting changed in the locker room, the female made her way to the slide door on the right, gently sliding it open and hoping that the guest she would be sharing with had fallen asleep.
Unfortunately to her surprise, the girl wasn’t doing anything. She had just been sitting in the wide bathtub, staring at Hwasa like a new student being confronted by the classroom.
“Hi…,” Hwasa nervously waved, “I’m Hwasa.”












