splat.
♡ for @kyungalgc / hell week, thursday.
chaewon loves personality questionnaires ... and hates her own naivety for thinking that that’s all this would be. after the week they’d had, and knowing the party was coming up later, chaewon really thought that maybe they would give it a rest. she and kyunga don’t know each other well, at all, but she’d spoken to her a little as they filled out their questionnaires beside each other.
the cream canon came as a nasty shock, perhaps the nastiest shock so far throughout all of the pranks, and chaewon isn’t proud of the cry she let out as she was hit in the face. maybe she sobbed a little. just maybe ... how embarrassing. she wonders how the rest of the trainees took it? who was after her anyways? she runs to the bathroom as soon as she’s let go, where she ties back her long hair and tidies up herself as best she can with paper towels.
chaewon comes back from the bathroom armed with a roll of paper towels to help whoever was next, and she sees kyunga leave the cream canon room. of course, how could she forget? chaewon runs over to her and holds out the paper. “here, kyunga, are you okay? did any get in your eyes?”
