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[spidxrhun]

“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”

"okay, that.." sehun paused for a moment to think about it, his mouth slowly closing again. he made a face. "that is probably the most weirdest, kind of the most messed up image i have in my head right now." he ended up replying slowly, though couldn't help but laugh a little. "i really hope you have some robot to erase that picture from my mind."

[spidxrhun]

“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”

sehun paused for a moment at the question, blinking. that was actually a good question, although something sehun had never really put much thought on. hardly, really. he had no idea.

"i suppose it depends on a stripper?" sehun suggested innocently. "i- i really doubt i'm the best person to ask this from, though? i think you need to ask this from an actual stripper... and, i'm not one, unfortunately", he explained as if it wasn't obvious already. but if sehun was to become a stripper, he supposed his alter ego name would be spandex-man

[spidxrhun]

[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.

sehun stared at his phone screen with somewhat a scary text he surely wouldn't have expected from luhan. he wasn't sure if he was supposed to be concerned about him, and silently wondered if the other was okay. mostly because they hardly text much anymore, and if they do, its nothing like this. (sehun always reminds himself to keep in touch with luhan whenever he doesn't have any pictures to take for the daily bugle, but he tends to forget about it - unsurprisingly). sehun supposed the daily bugle ceo must have put him down again or something similar.

sehun blinked as new text message showed on the screen, and despite reading it through a couple of times, he still wasn't sure how to feel about it. it was probably for the best not to make a huge number out of it. he scratched the bridge of his nose before deciding to reply.

[txt → luhan] okie dokie, no worry!

[txt → luhan] ...everything ok tho??

[spidxrhun]

[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?

[txt → baek] i told you, the store didn't have your favorite one !! and i should know, i have been bringing you ice cream for like the past three years probably

[txt → baek] besides do you know how long way i would have to go to find another store that may or may not have it?? i bought you candy, though???

[spidxrhun]

"If you don't acknowledge it, maybe it will go away.”

sehun was sitting on a bench at a park, his skateboard under his feet as he used his legs to roll it from one side to another. he was leaning his forearms against his knees, eyebrows furrowed in deep thought. the sudden voice pulled sehun out of his thoughts as he looked at her. "ah, maybe", he said, shrugging a little. "but ignoring a matter won't solve the problem. it just moves it further away, i think."

[spidxrhun]

“I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.”

sehun was sitting on the ground, his skateboard right next to him and a post in front of him. he was holding his hands on the bridge of his nose, groaning to himself as he tried to remember how he was supposed to hold his head to make the bleeding stop. it really did hurt, and sehun was pretty sure he learned his lesson to not look at his phone while skate boarding. luckily his phone was just fine.

upon hearing the new voice, sehun forced his eyes open while tilting his head backwards. oh, great; someone saw him get beaten up by a simple post on the sidewalk. so not cool.

"this doesn't usually happen!" sehun spoke up, keeping his hand on his nose as he used the other one to stand back up. "but.. accidents happen to everyone, right?" he asked, before attempting to laugh, which sadly only made more blood come out of his nose. gross.

sehun just prayed that his body would get it together and fix his nose. he didn't even go that fast!

[spidxrhun]

"I think you're still the only person sharp enough to sharpen someone like me.”

sehun looked at the shorter boy, eyeing him as if to make sure the other wasn’t just saying things to act funny or something like that. especially since the words got sehun feeling a tiny bit flustered. how was he supposed to accept something like that, where was that even coming from!"me?" sehun asked, raising his eyebrow a little with a small smile on his lips. "as if. you’re the genius one here, you know." that the taller was sure of; baekhyun’s countless of robot experiments were a proof of that - and it was only the beginning of the example.

"if someone here should be sharpened, it’s me. and have it done by you, preferably."