[✔️] Hazy Memories | YuWin

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This clothes for Yuta (he's still with the long brown hair btw):

This Sicheng (but with black hair):

Not edited, please forgive any spelling mistakes, grammar mistakes, or autocorrect mistakes.

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June 23 2020
Tuesday

"What if that bastard's there?"

Hearing the older's whines, Dongyoung answered, "Then stay away from him and don't talk to him." Yuta, sitting in the passenger seat, merely nodded, pouting a bit and not quite satisfied with the answer from his manager.

It has been six ish weeks since... 'the drugging' as he calls it, and he's been ass-pain free from the last six and a half weeks, thankfully. But sadly not be mist of those glorious weeks, he seems to have come down with something as he's been feeling sick at times; his latest episode was earlier today at breakfast, breakfast that Taeyong cooked, and Taeyong cooks like a god. It had been good well and everyone was chatting while they ate when suddenly, Yuta shot up, holding a hand to his mouth as he darted to the bathroom. Donghyuck, who was next to him, followed him to make sure he was okay and comforted him when he found him vomiting his guts out on the toilet.

Not a pleasant start to his day.

Right now, around seven in the evening, they were heading to a party that was being held; not for any entirely special occasion, one group - Got7 - decided to host a party for fun, inviting as many groups –boy and girl groups, as well as solos– they can to let loose for one night. But because they didn't want any huge scandal, no reporters were allowed, and neither was alcohol —much to the disappointed to some.

As of now, NCT has just arrived to the house– no, mansion, and were leaving the car to enter the house. There wasn't a dress code, be formal, casual, as Jaebum had messaged, "Wear whatever you want, suits, onesies, fucking I don't know, Halloween costumes— just no lingerie, at least for the love of god cover your: dick, vagina, tits, ass. Whichever may fall into your category."