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Eun-Jeong
I groan in annoyance as I lay on the couch upside down, a blue lollipop on my mouth and swinging my legs. It is a slow saturday afternoon and I'm home alone, WooYoung has gone out to who-knows-where and San hasn't been around lately, which is weird because he can't go a day without speaking to me.
My phone rings and I quickly grab it, answering it. Taking the lollipop out of my mouth, I speak.
"Yeoboseyo." I say and start to sit up, feeling light headed about the sudden switch position.
"Eun? Hey! Do you know how to bake brownies?" I hear Bora speak on the other line and I scowl at that. Who doesn't know how to make brownies?
"I do." I say and she squeals excitedly.
"Great! YeoSang and I will be over there in 20 minutes." With that she hangs up and I start into the turned off TV, not understanding what just happened.
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Bora jumps around while clapping, and YeoSang and I stare at her. I stand by the balcony door, while YeoSang is seated on the couch with his phone in his hand. I have just told them that WooYoung has kissed me a few nights ago and Bora just started jumping in circle.
"Are you done?" YeoSang says and Bora stops jumping while gasping at him. I take my phone out from my back pocket of my shorts and start to message San.
"What do you mean? Didn't you hear what she just told us!" Bora exclaims and I stare at my message, seen that San sees it but doesn't write back. What's wrong with him? Sighing, I look up when the front door opens.
"I'm home." WooYoung says lazily as he takes his shoes off and looks at the three of us in the livingroom.
"Finally! I thought I did have to suffer being with this two." YeoSang says as he stands up and walks over to WooYoungs, whom is smiling at his friends.
"If you didn't want to be with the two of us, you could have gone to the game room." I say to him and his eyes widen a little at that. "Is the second door on the left." He shakes his head as he stands next to WooYoung.
I make eye contact with WooYoung but quickly look away, not wanting to look creepy. We all stay silence, not knowing what to speak about. After a what felt like hours, the stove rings lowly signalling that the brownies are done.
"I will take care of that." I say whilst clearing my throat and quickly making my way over to the kitchen, Bora following close behind me. I turn off the stove, and lean against the counter while biting my right hand nails.
