CHAEMIN.
he looked at boba, and the perpetually grumpy expression present on his face, and came to a similar realization, though it was one he would never admit to. he hastily wiped off the pumpkin guts strung on his hands before hopping from his seat, feeling ten times peppier once he escaped from the dead stare at his terribly ugly pumpkin. he also felt ten times guiltier, but damage control has never been his strong suit. “…well, uh… what do you wanna eat?”
veronica knew it was best for the both of them to not bring up the look he was giving her. she simply shrugged it off. then turned the other way to look at the various food options in the distance. “i think they have corn dogs?” she squinted her eyes as if doing that were to help her vision. “i dunno. honestly, i’m having a sweet tooth.” something she knew chae couldn’t resist. “wanna share a funnel cake?”














