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◀️ PREVIOUSLY . . . ▶️
You all already know what went down.
◀️ NOW . . . ▶️
Daehyeon ran into the seventh floor practice room in the main CMH building, a paper in his left hand and an empty banana milk bottle in the other. He was flushed and sweaty, as if he ran the whole way from the other end of the estate - Chungha and the other CEO's office complex - to this very place. Which, it just so happens, he did.
"The results-" He gasped out as he doubled over, putting his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, "-turn on the TV."
The rest of the mixed thirty seven trainees and idols in the room had frozen when he had run through the door and were now scrambling looking for the remote.
"WHERE THE FU- I MEAN- FORK DID IT GO?!"
"We're going to miss it!"
"Jian, can you please get your buttocks out of my beautiful face, and move?"
"Zaki unnie! Is that it underneath the cushion beside you?"
"No - unfortunately. It's just one of Sehun's Xbox controllers."
"You guys are so disorganized. I thought you guys learnt your lesson from that skill competition all those months ago."
"I FOUND IT!"
They all whipped their heads towards Haneul, who held the remote triumphantly in the air like he just won an Oscar or a Grammy, then they all made a dive for the assortment of matching sectional couches, chaises and armchairs that were in a loose semi circle around a huge flat screen television set on the wall in front of their seating section.
And with a diminutive CLICK sound, the TV was turned on and immediately what showed up on the screen was Kim Chung Ha sitting at her office desk with the mentors and trainers sitting on elevated stools behind a V-shaped tabletop formation a few feet away from her.
"...so let's get this started." Chungha was saying, as she organized her papers, "Member Votes, here are the stats!"
