04 - spoiled tea to drink

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Second Joo
To all the girls in the chat, should we hit the spa?

Director's daughter
Yes, please. I'll go to your room now.

Second Joo
Good. Anyone?

Ew Minhyuk
Me too! Me too!

Second Joo
Obv, not you.
😑

Ew Minhyuk
Let me go let me go let me go 😭😭😭😭

Second Joo
Shut it.
Doha, take your pet away from this chat 😑

Ew Minhyuk
Rude.

Seola's fan
Let's just go to sauna, Minhyuk.

Ew Minhyuk
Good idea
But I want to go to spa, tho.
It's relaxing and.... U know

Second Joo
Gross. Touch some grass, pls.

Ew Minhyuk 
What? I didn't say anything

Seola's fan
Open your door, dirty man @Ew Minhyuk

jen the virgin
Wait plssss. I'm still unpacking 😭😭
@Ew Minhyuk just go with Doha and shut up 😊

Ew Minhyuk
Rude.

Director's daughter
Just put it aside, Jen.

seol the devil
Already outside your room @Second Joo

jen the virgin
@seol the devil don't leave your things in my room

seol the devil
I'll take it later. Just go out alr 😌

jen the virgin
Fine. I'm out

Second Joo
Wait, where is Rona?
Rona, you're not coming? @Bae Rona

Here
I'll take a rain check

Second Joo
Okay, bae.
Chat us if you change your mind

👌

Ew Minhyuk
Anyone see Joo Seokhoon?


"Joo Seokhoon? What are you doing here?"

In front of the open door, Seokhoon stood next to my arriving suitcase. He looked like he just came back from outside with rosy cheeks that contrast to his reddened ears. In spite of his attempt to change attire, I could smell bits of cigarette from him which explained why he was frozen. 

"I didn't see you downstairs," he finally spoke as his piercing eyes digging a hole to my head.

I was puzzled at first with what he said, but remembered the group chat from before. "Yeah, I'm not really a fan of spa. What about you? You're not going with Minhyuk and Doha?"

"It's hot," he frowned.

Hearing his answer, I was dumbfounded. A sudden chuckle escaped from my lips which took in his attention. In return, his forehead creased in confusion as I quickly shut my mouth. I suppressed a smile. "You do hate sweats."

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