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“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

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“Wrong,” Henry answers, glancing over at her from the side. “You don’t know what you’re doing. I’ve got everything under control here.” His eyes scan the engine compartment of his car, trying to figure out what’s stopping it from starting. After a few seconds, he gives up with a sigh and glares at his friend. “Did you really have to take a piss in the middle of nowhere?” They just came back from a little urban exploration adventure – an abandoned wellness hotel deep in the woods. Okay, not that deep – but now that his car wouldn’t start ... it suddenly seemed a whole lot further away from civilization. Of course he knows it isn’t his friend’s fault for being stuck, no one could have foreseen a situation like that. Well, maybe he should have. It’s his car, after all. “I guess we should call someone. Here’s hoping we actually have some signal now,” he adds, considering there was no signal at the hotel.

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❛ i would advise against this. ❜

Grey could only tilt their head, running their thin fingers through their hair. “Against eating while on my diet? You’re actually cruel for that, you know?” The blond sneered in the female’s direction as they took another slice of pizza as well as a Coca-Cola can.

#hyunani #◟❛ 07:SLOTH。#◟❛ 07:THREADS。

THE MIDNIGHT GAME THREAD. ⤷ @henchois ⁺ @hyunani ⁺ @soulprds

henchois:

Henry should have known that Juyeon would react that way, even though he knows that deep down she’s just as curious as he is – and hence just as stupid, too. “Come on,” he says, a begging undertone coming along with his words, “this isn’t like the movies, we’re not gonna die or some shit. I thought you didn’t believe in supernatural stuff, anyway?” The male arches a brow at the other, the hint of a grin appearing on his lips. Ever since they’ve read about the so-called Midnight Game and watched movies about it, Henry kept wondering about whether it’s actually legit or not – and there’s only one way to find out.

"You've been reading far too many creepypastas," Juyeon scoffed, though her tone faltered slightly, unveiling her nervousness she had feebly tried to cover with a brave face. Still, she couldn't deny her own interest on the topic; she had been the one who had willingly watched 'The Midnight Man' twice after all. "Can we at least bring Hyuna and Jaebum? At least that way, if we do happen to summon any demons, your farts, her screaming and Jaebum's sarcastic comments will scare them away!"

Without even awaiting an answer from the other, she dug into her back pocket and withdrew her phone, fingers tapping excitedly across the screen as she sent out several texts with added exclamation to her senior.

( SMS ↷ 현아 언니 ) 22:39 HYUNA HYUNA HYUNAAA 22:39 HYUNA YOU HAVE TO COME TO HENRY'S HOUSE IMMEDIATELY 22:40 it's very important. 22:40 and potentially involves demons. 22:41 OH! and bring jaebum

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( Status: Open! ) — HENRY KNITS AN UGLY SWEATER AND FORCES HYUNA TO WEAR IT!

Henry can’t remember if he had ever held a knitting needle before in his whole life – maybe he tried it out when he was still in elementary school, but how long is that ago? Way too many years to still remember today. But when his wife bought an entire set of needles, yarn, wool, and other things that are “needed in every household,” Henry got curious and tried it out. Of course, his results were anything but perfect – especially since he didn’t want to settle on something simple for his first experiment, like a scarf or something. No, he had to try and knit a sweater, using one of Ahyeon’s precious pink balls of wool full of glitter. And it took him quite a while until his very first self-knitted sweater was finally finished – well ... more or less. The sleeves are uneven, the stitches are messy, and overall is this wool simply not made to be knitted into a sweater.

Ahyeon, who’s still taking the huff at him for wasting her prettiest wool, refuses to accept the sweater from him – and so the next person who comes to Henry’s mind is his best friend, Hyuna. She’d accept this one for sure! ... Hopefully.

“You should consider yourself special,” he says to her when she’s come over to his place so that he can finally gift the sweater to her – without mentioning that he first tried giving it to his wife, though. Doesn’t really make a difference anyway, right? “Considering that this is my very first experiment it turned out really cool, huh?!” Whether Henry actually believes that himself remains a mystery. Hyuna, however, doesn’t seem to be convinced – but the Canadian is determined to give it to her, no matter how. “Why are you looking like that? I assure you you’re gonna love it once you put it on,” Henry says, pausing for a second before he suddenly lifts the sweater and tries pushing it over her head. “Here, let me help you.”

#( wtf is this )#hyunani #( .inbox )

"you've been hiding something from me, haven't you?"

“You do know you’re in no place to feel some kind of way about me hiding something from you, right?” The man’s remark came off a little harsher than he actually intended to – after all, it was just a joke. With a tiny bit of truth behind it. Still, no hard feelings, so he quickly cracks a playful smile at his friend. “Why, what are you looking for? ... Actually, do I even wanna know?” Henry just can’t help it that his mind wanders to places (or items, in this case) that are more common to think of when you’re a teenage boy, not a grown up man. But it’s no secret that he can be more of a grown up child – and a pervert at the same time. Neither of that should be new to Hyuna, considering they’ve been close friends for years now. “I swear I didn’t do it this time. Ask Mako.”

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Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours!

✥ Play fighting

–– ☯ Minjun had been staring straight at his screen for more than fourty minutes, trying to write down a guide script for his upcoming radio show, however, he wasn’t alone, and his company was clearly bored. He had warned her that he was busy though, but she had still agreed to come over and hang until he would finish so they could catch a movie or just talk the brains out of each other for the rest of the night. The first twenty minutes had been tolerable and Hyuna had managed to entertain herself by taking selfies around his apartment, and then she had settled down on the couch to play a game quietly. After thirty minutes though, the first sign of boredom came as a pillow hit Minjun right in the face. “Kim Hyuna.” He frowned at the older female who only had a playful smirk on her lips. He chuckled at the sight and went on with his work, thinking it would stop there, it didn’t.

When the rest of the pillows on her side of the couch were all lying on the floor (a total of four) and Minjun’s patience had grown considerably smaller, she had finally scooted closer and was now playfully hitting his arm, definitely not hard enough for it to hurt, but enough to make him lose focus and finally put his laptop down, grabbing the smaller girl’s wrist lightly. “I should have known I wouldn’t get any work done when you’re here, you little shit.” He rolled his eyes, but his words were light and ultimately he was happy that she had disturbed him. “Alright, time for some drinks?”

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☀ // welcome to idollites!! ^^

⌠ ☀ ⌡ — to @hyunani send a ☀ and I will generate a number — 「 24 」

❛ I think the greatest treat—if I was a vampire, would beeee… ❜ Why were they having this discussion, anyway? Why did it matter if they were vampires or not—and why were they talking about smart ways to prepare blood if they were vampires? Perhaps it was both of their large imaginative brains that made them think of it and have this discussion… yeah, most likely. On the other hand, it would be a lie to say that he was not enjoying himself, or that it was inappropriate or uncalled for of them to talk about these things—on the contrary, Hyuna and himself often had the weirdest talks and subjects shared if they spent enough time together.

❛ Blood on a stick! Like ice cream—like in that movie with Loki ❜

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