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52. The Lift hug
Jessica puffed her cheeks and rocked back and forth on her heel to keep the circulation going in her body. It was cold–the kind of cold where you look at the temperature and cringe, but don’t cringe too much out of fear your face will literally be frozen that way forever–and Sulli was taking forever to open the door to the apartment building.
When planning their girls’ night, Sulli had suggested going to a restaurant or a café, but Jessica knew better than to be in public with an SM artist–she pursed her lips at the thoughts of all the drama and scandal that would follow–so she suggested meeting at Sulli’s place instead.
Just as Jessica was about to shout for someone to open the door, a young woman appeared on the other side, poking her head out. Jessica breathed a sigh of relief and hurried inside, barely letting the younger girl open the door enough for her to slip through.
“Aigoo, aigoo,” Jessica said, rubbing her hands together and hugging the girl tightly, lifting her tall frame in the process despite her own petite stature. “It’s so cold, hug me for warmth!”




