I'm fine, thank you," Xiumin says, after curiously observing the dessert. "I actually came to thank you for the goldfish. All ... two hundred of them." Luhan blinks. "What?" "There's ... there's a lot of goldfish in my room. I was going to count, but I gave up after two hundred. They just keep delivering them." He shrugs. "I appreciate the company, but pretty soon I'm going to run out of places to put them, and —" "One moment please," says Luhan, with a pleasant smile, and then grabs the phone and punches in a number, viciously hissing, "Chanyeol. The goldfish. What have you done?" "I was told to send all the goldfish," Chanyeol says, innocently. "See, I can be helpful sometimes." He promptly hangs up the phone, leaving Luhan spluttering.
Cataclysmic and confected
