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k.allie 90% happy, 10% burnt. ( 📸: haechanahceah)
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👤: not her drowning in the second pic🤣
👤: can we take the time to appreciate the fact that she is actually updating her insta? i mean, how long has it been? ever since last year she has been gradually posting less and less
👤: i just know all hell broke loose considering that alice and haechan were left alone🤣. NEVER leave those two together, why don't anyone understand that
👤: alice being her usual unhinged self and haechan (for the first time) seemingly having a hardtime keeping up. No one does crazy like Little Ali
👤: are you sure it's not '90% about to blow SME up & 10% about to beat those bitches up'
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"I really don't think we are allowed to ditch whatever it is that we are ditching" The poor boy sighed, as if he never done anything out of line prior to this. But given the fact that this kid literally dumped an entire ice bucket on me just a few weeks ago, mid-day and I let him live, I guess you can say that he owes me.
"I get wanting to play pool and all, I really do," He grunts, scanning the area. "But why are we at the pool? Doyoung said there were some sasaengs out here yesterday "
We had a deal while playing 8Pool, winner gets to choose the next activity and boy oh boy, did I want to swim right now. "C'mon, are you gonna let a couple of crazy stalkers ruin our fun?" I joked, giving his shoulder a small poke. "Don't you want me to have fun? Huh? Is me being sad really gonna make you happy?"
He paused, eyes locked with mine. "Damn, you're good"
To which I smirked. I know I am. "Besides, Mark was gonna join me but you ousted him"
"Did not"
"Did too" I shout back. "You and your loudmouth"
The dude literally screamed out once he saw Mark and I out and about in the hallway. And do you know what happens when a random scream erupts on the floor where the group rented out? Well....the bloody managers come out to see what the ruckus is all about. And just as fate would have it, as I dashed back into the room, Haechan followed suit, totally deserting the Canadian lad.
"I said I was sorry"
"And I said, you are apologizing to the wrong person bud" I couldn't help but laugh. "I am not the one that got dragged to god-knows-what" And honestly, I would've saved him, I was about to actually and the dude took one for the team by blocking the door, making it impossible to open no matter how hard we tried to push.
Either Twain is jacked as hell or Haechan and I are weak as hell.
"....are you less sad now?"
The question was so low that it was almost inaudible. "Yeah, after moping the floor with you" I replied, instantly recalling the last hour, filled with nothing but taunts, sobs, and trashtalk. And the cherry on top, him tossing his pool-stick to the side once he came to terms that he was steadily and impeccably defeated....over and over and over again.
"I get it, I suck at pool" He mops, avoiding my gaze, to which I smiled at his child-like behavior. Yeah, he is a sore loser. "I though your PA and bodyguard was your gaming buddies and yet I haven't seen them around in ages"
"Is it wrong that I wanted to spend some times with you" I said innocenty, earning a raised brow in return. Yeah, he's not falling for that. "Remi is away and Hana is not talking to me" I sighed, confessing. "....again."
"What happened? Why isn't she talking to you?"
"You sure are a curious person, huh?"
He quickly disagrees. "I like drama" Well, at least he's honest. "Speaking of drama, did you hear ab-...."
I made around the chairs, tossing the towel and my phone to one of them before diving into the pool without a second thought, catching the maknae off-guard. "About the Song-Song couple, right?" I asked, somehow managing to keep my head above water and dry, thus causing me to push every strand of hair underneath the beanie for the nth time. "Yeah, I heard"
"No about Jennie and Kai"
"Oh that, yeah" I hummed. "Wasn't their breakup months ago?" I couldn't help but laugh. Really late there with the news Channie.
"Yeah but, some people think that they got back together" He reveals, pulling out his phone. "The glances and shit. At first I was like, yeah ok but after watching some clips, man....it's likely that they did" He raised a brow just before crunching down on a potato chip.
"I don't know" I bit back my smile, knowing very well that the couple's alleged 'breakup' was nothing but a cover-up. But would I expose that, especially to my oh-so-loving members? Sorry but it is not my piece to say. "I'm not really close with any of the girls" I confessed.
It's technically the truth. Irene is the one with the friendship and secrets with the BlackPink girls? Are the rest of us jealous? Yeah, but we would never actually admit it out loud.
"Why do you ask?" This time, it was my turn to raise a brow in suspension. "Do you like Jennie or something?"
A fluster scoff escaped him, causing him to tense up. "No" He lies. "W-why would you....why would I-I.....why?"
Because you are an open book. "No reason," I grinned, trying my best to swallow down my laughter that so desperately wanted to escape. "Just curious"
Thankfully he didn't press on.
"Honestly, didn't they say the same thing about Taeyeon and Baekhyun" I spoke, having a nagging feeling in my head but was quick to push it down. "And look where that went" Normally, I would never bring up my ultimate couple that faced anything but a painful end, but for some reason, it was needed to put an end to the conversation.
".....yeah," Was the last thing he said before the conversation came to an halt, silence taking over.
Dang, why do I feel bad now? It's not like I stomped on his fantasy, or anything, just slightly agreed that the duo were done. But honestly, does anyone believe their relationship ended that quickly? After only 25 days? Pah-lease!
"Y'know...." I paused before confessing. "....its my birthday today"
"You're lying" He lets out a tiny gasp, already whipping out his phone back out. "Yeah, no, your birthday is May 4th" He spoke confidently, showing me his calendar, with the said date marked with a reminder.
I couldn't help with smirk, immediately causing him to tense up more.
".....right?"
"yeah I'm just messing with you" I confessed, not having the heart to keep up the act. "But you still fell for it"
"That because no one knows a ding-dong thing about you" He blurted it out, immediately feeling guilty shortly afterwards.
He's right, I do. I learned very early on not to trust people wholeheartedly. Hell, it took me ages before I opened up to BJ. Just who I am.
"Ok then" I know I'm gonna regret this. "Ask me something" But I like him. He's like a little brother or cousins or something.
"Really?" He was skeptical but one look towards me was all it took to reassure him. "Seriously?"
"Ask before I change my mind" I huffed, already rethinking my decision.
"Wait wait. Ok, fine, give me a second" He became giddy. "I have like a thousand of things to ask....I actually have a list th-"
I cut in, taken aback. "You have a list?"
"Yeah," He replied in a duh tone.
"Does the rest of the boys have a list as well?" I asked, getting intrigued in just how deeply their curiousity ran.
"Well, it started off as me first then Yuta and Taeil bought up the converstation one day and then we decided to just post the list on the groupchat so that we all can add to it on any given day...." He rambled, walking over to the edge of the pool, dipping his feet in. "So far there are like seventy or so things but half of them are crazy-ass question, cuz like of course you eat. I mean i saw you eat many ti--.....you do eat right? like human food and all?"
I stared back at him as if he was out of his mind. "Of course I eat. You literally saw me scarf down that sandwich two minutes ago"
"Ok, cool, just wanted affirmation but people be like, seeing is not believing and you could be a robot created by Elon Musk to come in and tak_"
"What the hell on you on about?" I laugh. Usually he says the most random stuff but today really takes the cake. "You guys have a grouphat without me?"
He paused. "Please, as if you don't have one without me?"
I opened my mouth to argue but no words were able to come out. Ok, he got me there. "Are you gonna ask or not?"
"How many questions do I get?"
I hummed. One would be too mean whereas five is too much for one sitting, especially since we only have ten minutes or so to lazy around
"Three"
He pouts. "Oh c'mon on"
"I can make it two?" And he was quick to recollect himself. He seriously is a child. Cute. "Ok then, ask away"
"Your name"
"My name?"
"Yes, your name" He repeated. "You remember a couple months ago when I asked if your name is really Alice or not?"
"Yeah?" In the dance studio. Merde. I really thought he would put that to rest by now. "So your question is: is my name really Alice?"
He nods, eyes glimmering like a child about to get his first ice cream.
Sigh, he really isn't gonna let this go, is he? "Yes" I answered truthfully. "....and no"
He looked back in confusion. "It's a nickname of some sort. Given to me by my late nanny"
His mouth formed an 'oh' shaped, nodding in understanding. "What is your name then?"
"Is that your second question?" I asked, splashing a few water droplets his way.
"Oh come on, that goes in the same category, don't it?"
Fine, I'll give him that much. "Amelie"
"Amelie?"
I nod. "Yes, Amelie"
The room become silent, only for him to ruin it a second later. "How the hell is Alice short for that?"
"Ok, we're done here"
His arms flew to mine, with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" He apologized. "I meant, it's a beautiful name and all ....i just dont get how it matches with it. Shouldn't your nickname be Amy or Lia or som--....or shit, is that why Remi calls you Lia?"
"Yeah" I confirmed, getting on my back and floating on the water.
"Oh wow, it all makes sense now" He says, satisfied. "Ok then, question number two: your family. What are they like?"
My breath hitched but was quick to cover it up with a sigh. "Mom is.....well mom. And I got an older brother and two younger sisters" And then quickly shut that topic down. Sorry, but that is all you are getting out of me in that department.
"What about your dad?"
My body tensed up once more. "What about him?"
Thankfully he picked up on the drift that it's a sore-topic, thus letting it go. "Fineeeee, just so you know we're totally gonna evade your house once we head down to Paris"
I giggled at his so-called threat. "I live in Marseille" I corrected and did he do a double take.
"What? But weren't you born in Paris?"
"Each for like five minutes and then my parents boarded the next flight back home" I informed. People also assumed I am Parisian just because I said I was born then. What they fail to realize is that other than the day I was born there, i have never actually set foot in the city. "....to Marseille"
His jaw dropped, as if his whole life been a lie. "S-so you're not Parisian?"
"No really, no" I answered proudly. "A true Marseillais. I told you that before"
"Yeah well, surprise surprise, I don't listen to y'all when you speak. Shocker" He murmurs, looking up from his phone. "Dang, so you rich rich"
"My parents are, yes. Now next question"
"Alrighty then" He cleared his throat for dramatic effects. "About your beef with Pri--"
The blast of a cellphone cut him off shortly, causing me to dash out of the pool, yanking him along with me. "Shit, we're late" I could've sworn I placed more than one alarm on, so why did none of them ring? "C'mon, we gotta go"
"But I still got one question"
"And I am on thin ice right now" I confessed, grabbing ahold of the towel and drying myself off. "I can not, in absolutely any way f--"
Another blast broke out, only this time it wasn't an alarm but a incoming call.
"Ok then, third question," Haechan smirked, snatching my phone away before I got the chance to reach for it. "Who is Jujitsu Kaisen?"
"Give me the phone Channie" I asked, with a pleading tone. "Stop playing around and give it to me"
"Should I pick it up then?" He teased, creating a gap between us. "Maybe they can tell me who they are."
"Don't" My voice faltered. Shit, guess I'm going this now then. "Fine, fine. I'll tell you, just promise you won't tell anyone else" I gave in as he inched closer to the edge of the pool, finger so close to the green button.
"Damn, who is it?" He was more curious now more than ever given my odd behavior. "Wait, is it that mysterious visitor from the hospital? The one that got those rumors swirling out and about"
Yeah, there's been a series of post from others who saw a dark figure entering my room the same night I was hospitalized. Have I checked them out? Yeah. Did any of them make sense? No. It's kinda insane just how far people's imagination run. A mob-boss daughter? Seriously?
"Ok fine, h-he.....it's m-my...." Just lie Alice, why can't you just lie? I would, believe me, I would but this isn't a situation where it's needed. For god sake, it's not anything illegal. "Brother?"
But of course he didn't fall for the lie.
So instead, once I saw his distraction, I dove in, snatching the cellular device out of his hand.
But shit, did I not think this through.
Because the moment I grabbed ahold of the device, his body went flying into the pool. But of course with Haechan being Haechan, he brought me along for the ride. Both me and my not-new-but-not-old-either phone.
Although he might look weak, the boy got some grip..
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Once Haechan and I made our way back, the tension in the room was beyond thick. All because of a little junior manager that has a God-like complex.
"How long is it going to take for you to learn the choreography" Owen Wang's cold voice boomed the room. "I mean for God sakes, you're getting worse by the second"
"I'm sorry" Jungwoo bowed down apologetically
Sheesh, I mean, Owen's been on everyone's case these last couple of days but it seems like he is gradually getting unbearable. Everyone seems past their breaking point.
As he turned his back, I took that as cue to dashed undetected, towards Johnny and Jaehyun's side. "Did I miss anything?"
"Other than Owen being an ass" Johnny whispered-yelled back. "No not much"
Glad to see I'm not the only one that hates the guy. But still, I am very surprised to see that it actually took this long for everyone else to realize his bitchness. Not sure if the dude is aware but his mask is continuously slipping and is mere inches away from cracking into a billion pieces.
"I feel bad for Snoopy" I couldn't help but mumble out just as the lad poured out another discouraging comments. "How long has this been going on?" And why hasn't anyone stepped in?
"Not long but he's been on everyone's case today" And as if he sensed both questions, Jaehyun shook his head. "And we tried to talk to him but it's only made it worse" I am not surprised, given Owen and his inferiority complex.
"Hey, we gotta get changed" The Chicagoan notified after receiving a signal across the hall. "But there's a stack of giveaways you need to sign"
I turn my head towards the door, where over a thousand piece of merch awaited. Gosh.
"Where's haechan?" Jaehyun asked as the elder tugged on his arm but the dude refused to budge. "I dont know. We came in together but he was either dragged away or ditched me" I couldn't help but laugh.
It's true. I lost sight of the poor maknae the minute we stepped foot into the building, although neither of us were really talking to each other due to the little water accident from earlier. "....so what did y'all do? Took a while"
"OK jay, I get you're all jealous and all but you have three seconds to get off your ass before I drag you out. You know we're partners so I literally can not leave this room without you following and I really gotta take a shit"
We both looked at him perplexed. "You're really gross, y'know that?"
"Yeah well, it's not like none of yall never shit either so get off your butt and let's go"
Jaehyun gave me an apologetic glance, to which I nod in acknowledgment, trying my hardest not to burst into a fit of laughter. "Duties call" I comment just as the two lads waved off, leaving me alone in the pit with an overbearing Owen and a soft Jungwoo, who continues to perfect his moves via mirror.
"Ok," I plopped up, making my way to the stationary, plopping down the cushioned seat and uncapped the sharpie. "Let's get to signing"
To my side, a layer of caps, bottles, posters and little notes were piled up. Alright, I guess I have something to occupy me for the next hour or so.
"Again" Owen blared out, dissatisfied. "Again"
This caused me to take a glance towards the guys, eyes following Jungwoo's movement as he choreographed the dance. One, two, bam, bam, bam, bam, two three, bam bam, one two. Truthfully, he got it down perfectly, so I don't really see what the issue was? Sure he was about half a beat here and there, but screaming at him won't make him get it down faster.
"Why is it so hard for you to memorize something as simple as this?"
And yet I don't see you trying the dance. Who's to say you can do a better job?
"I still don't see why they swapped Win-win with you" He muttered loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. "I mean, at least he brought something to the table"
Ok, that's low, even for a pathetic human being like Owen. "...dude" But before I could comment, further Jungwoo gave me a pleading look, begging for me to not butt in.
Though I didn't want to, I knew I had to respect his wishes. So reluctantly, and with an eye-roll, I looked away. Fine, if he doesn't want me to, then I won't.
But of course, Owen couldn't let it go.
"What?" He barked at me, quickly dismissing Jungwoo, and closing the door shortly afterwards. "If you have something to say, don't hold back. Say it. C'mon, out with it"
I couldn't help but scoff out in annoyance "Me?" I asked innocently with a slight head-tilt.
"Who else would I be talking to?"
Geez, I don't know, maybe Casper the ghost? I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case since there is clearly something wrong with him in the head. Or maybe the fact that he has been doing nothing but chewing our heads off, I wouldn't really describe your 'talking' as well, talking.
More like screeching. Kinda like a hyena. Or a howler monkey.
With this thought in mind, I quickly swallowed down the laughter that was inching to escape. This is not the time nor place. Hell, it would only provoke him even more. "Just let it go man" I wasn't in the mood to pick a fight with him.
He sensed my irritation pretty early on. "Y'know, it's that cocky attitude of yours that makes it difficult for me to like you" He admits arrogantly, as if he was waiting for the statement to pierce a dagger in my chest. Hell, as if he was waiting for tears to stream down my face.
"Boo-hoo" I grumbled, not to bother giving him a second thought. So what if he doesn't like me? The feeling is mutual. "Take a number and get in line". There's a lot of people who aren't fond of me either.
My snarky remarks clearly caused him to become tongue-tied. "You must really think you are above everyone just because the company favors you"
I wouldn't really describe myself being SM's favorite, especially given recent events. As cocky as it may sound, I am simply solidifying myself within the company as well as the industry. But that still doesn't mean I am overstepping in any way.
"....bordel de merde [for f**** sakes]" But for the first time in years, I suppressed myself. Normally I would cuss him out like there's no tomorrow but like I mentioned earlier, I don't have the time nor patience to play his games.
So I bite back my tongue, using it to push my inner cheeks in irritation. Don't Alice. For once in your life, don't go anything.
As he continued to ramble on and on to god-knows-what, I muted him out, packed the remaining set of goodies I have yet to sign and made my way towards the door. But of course, he blocked me in.
"Where are you going? I am not done talking to you" He clearly has nothing to do given the fact that he is so desperately trying to pick a fight. "The level of disrespect th-"
Taking a few breaths to calm myself down, I cut in, my patience wearing really thin. I tried to work around him but like a child, he followed suit, refusing to budge.
"YAH! Alice-shi"
"YAH! Owen-shi" I mimicked, grinding my teeth in frustration. "You might not be but I am beyond done talking to you so if you'll excuse me, I got stuff to do"
It all happened so fast. The sudden impact caused my head to jerk right, seconds before I felt a slight burning sensation on my cheek.
Did he just....?
There's no way he just did that, right?
My right hand came up to my cheek in disbelief, immediately glaring at him.
Once again, his eyes was fuming, but he stared at me as if he was waiting for tears to slip down. What he failed to see coming was me returning the favor, smacking him dead-across his face with no hesitation whatsoever.
And of course, being the French girl that I am, I had to spit sugar on it. "Va te faire foutre [go f*** yourself]".