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@fteunju / fright fest concert ‘18. ( the horror )
some time off finally. no matter how brief, it was a nice reprieve from the business of the day otherwise. she’s still settling into her new life as a debuted idol, and though she knew she was going to have a packed schedule, had anticipated it ever since her survival show stint, hadn’t had a day off at home since the day her father walked out on them, but it’s still good to have a couple of hours to herself. maybe she’ll get to go on some of the rides, she’s never been on a rollercoaster before.
maybe she’ll get to finally tick that off her bucketlist, adrenaline junkie as she is, if she ever finds her way out of these damn hallways. when did they get so complicated and winding anyways? she was sure this was the way she’d been told to go. at least, suhee figures, she has someone with her to help her find the way out oh eunju.
at first, it’s fine. talking mindlessly about this and that, mostly about art. but then the light starts flickering and suhee can’t help but furrow her brow, senses coming onto high alert as she hears a sound from around the corner up ahead, forcing her feet to come to a halt.
“ did you hear tha ugh, fucking lights. ” it’s almost comical, the way she pouts as she looks up at the lighting fixtures, which have finally flickered to their death. it would be comical, if eunju could see her. “ do you have your phone? i’m going to turn my flashlight on. ”
thirty seconds of rustling later, accompanied by the sound of some of the contents of suhee’s bag spilling out in the darkness, and suhee’s phone is in her hand, a small smile of relief quirking at the corners of her lips when she turns on her torch and sees eunju. her gaze drifts to their feet, to see what she’s dropped, but what she sees is the last thing she expects.
two halves of the same photo.
“ . . . where did you get that? ”