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         𝙎𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙒𝙊𝙊  𝙃𝘼𝘿  taken  to  partying  often  enough  that  it  had  become  more  like  a  lifestyle  than  a  mere  hobby  of  his.  it  was  no  surprise  that  he  found  himself  at  yet  another  random  party  that  he  had  crashed  located  at  someone’s  house  in  the  middle  of  daegu.  he  didn’t  know  the  host,  but  no  one  seemed  to  care  since  their  minds  were  hazy  with  the  intoxication  of  drugs,  alcohol,  or  a  mix  of  both.  personally,  he  preferred  a  mix  of  both  when  he  was  out  trying  to  have  a  good  time.  he  heard  the  familiar  voice  before  he  felt  the  impact  of  her  body  pushing  against  his.  it  would’ve  made  him  tumble  over  if  not  for  the  arm  around  his  shoulders  that  kept  him  in  place. “ahyeon, hey! i  just  got  here.  are  you  crashing  the  party  too  or  do  you  actually  know  the  host?”  he  questioned,  giving  her  body  a  side  squeeze  in  greeting.  one  whiff  of  the  air  around  her  let  him  know  that  she  might  be  too  intoxicated  to  answer  his  question  at  that  moment.  “you  got  started  without  me?  i’m  hurt!  make  it  up  to  me  by  showing  me  where  the  drinks  are?  i  haven’t  been  able  to  find  them  with  how  crowded  this  place  is.”

she scrunched her eyebrows together, struggling to hear his words over the music thumping in her ears. it took her a while but eventually she put two and two together, nodding in response to the question. “i know the host!” she paused, quickly retracting the statement. “ahh, well, technically. my friend knows them.. or something like that. i don’t remember.” she shrugged sloppily,” she leaned into him a little too much, acting as if he was her crutch. “started without you?” she repeated the words out loud, chuckling to herself. “what? am i supposed to wait?” the idea in itself is ridiculous. “i’ve been drinking since nine in the morning. the restaurant across from my condo makes the best mimosas.” ahyeon patted his chest a couple of times, tugging on his arm in order to redirect him. “this way,” she leaned into him to speak in his ear, “this place is like a fuckin’ labyrinth, right?” she slipped her arm around him, tugging him in the direction of the kitchen, eyes squinting as she tried to recall the location. she sniffed the air, the scent of stale beer curling in her nostrils. ahyeon wore a triumphant expression on her face, mentally congratulating herself for not being a complete idiot. “look at this shit,” she giggled, pointing at the bartender, “they fucking hired someone to make drinks. that’s some rich people shit.” she turned to wave at a table, lined with all sorts of unattended bottles. “or you can do what i did and pour yourself a little somethin’ somethin’.” she grinned cheekily, “so... what’s going to be your poison tonight?”

a little party never hurt nobody ⇒ sangwoo,

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what’s your scariest memory?

“isn’t scary relative?” she begins, “like something that was scary for me… might not be scary for you?” ahyeon blinks, losing her train of thought. “anyways, back to the question… my scariest memory?” she has to think long and hard about it, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. “i don’t know… i’ve never been scared of anything. it’s kind of hard to be scared of something when you’re not scared of dying, right? because the ultimate consequence for anything is death, so…” ahyeon shrugs, “i mean, i did almost die once but like i said: not scared of death.” her expression quickly morphs into something sour, like she shoved a whole lemon in her mouth. “ahh, i don’t know what the fuck i’m talking about. i’m drunk off my ass.”

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when you're having a bad day, what do you do to make yourself feel better?

“well shit,” she chuckles, “a fifth of vodka.”

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i’m retiring to bed. all replies (threads & messages) will be completed tomorrow night after i get out of work!!! if we haven’t already started plotting or if you’d like to plot something out with me (for either ahyeon or hyomin.. or both) just like this or message me and i’ll get back to you asap :~))). 

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#mood

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{ givenchythot : } i’m just keeping it real, baby girl ;) { givenchythot : } love? lOvE? meEeEe? never { givenchythot : } she told me to have a good day once... { givenchythot : } does that count?

chatsnaps ⇒ poison ivy.

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✉️: outgoing ⇒ ride or die.

GUN: tbfh

GUN: yea, i'm inclined to agree with all that. it's just too much fun to stop

GUN: lmaoooo they do look better now, i'll give you that

GUN: they even feel better, but none of that matters

GUN: bc i still think i'm better looking overall 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️

ahyeon: live fast, die young, leave behind a pretty corpse?

ahyeon: sounds about right lmaoooo

ahyeon: my plastic surgeon is the mf goat man. i owe him, i asked for subtle porn star titties and i got em :)

ahyeon: look at u, always trying to compete... get over urself kiddo :p

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Sunmi ‘Noir’ Behind The Scenes

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{ givenchythot : } bb u should know by now that i’m always trying to get @ u { givenchythot : } i will... u will hear every excruciating detail!! { givenchythot : } i’ll try my best to snap a pic w/o her noticing. { givenchythot : } god why tf am i so creepy??

chatsnaps ⇒ poison ivy.

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✉️: outgoing ⇒ ride or die.

GUN: 🤣🤣🤣🤣

GUN: we should start a fuckin' scrapbook or smth about our adventures

GUN: it wouldn't take long before we'd have a full book

GUN: which we could totally sell and split the profits

GUN: ......... you know, if we don't end up arrested or whatever

GUN: but i rly can't believe i look better in that bra than you do ??

ahyeon: and then sell the movie rights...

ahyeon: think about it!! our adventures = cash cow.

ahyeon: or dead. dead seems more likely. :-) actually surprised we've made it this far in life... but i'm not gonna complain lmao

ahyeon: also fuck off that's before i got my boob job bitch

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flowers just because ⇒ jinae,

ahyeon woke up in a good mood, which in itself was highly unusual because it was still morning and she had never been a morning person. she sat up in bed and stretched her arms above her head, plopping back down on the bed afterwards. she dug through her sheets for her cellphone, smiling to herself at last text. a bunch of cute emojis from jinae. she smiled again and practically hopped out of bed. ahyeon knew exactly what she was getting into this morning. the brat usually took hours to get ready for the day, but this time around she kept things simple. and in no more than thirty minutes, she was out her front door, eager feet to the pavement. 

ahyeon placed an order for some breakfast from her favorite cafe, popping into the flower shop next door, eyes wide at all the choices. for some strange reason, she gravitated towards a bouquet of roses, dyed purple with a big matching bow. ahyeon didn’t waste another second in deciding, paying for the bunch and heading back next door to pick up the food. she lifted a wrist, making note of the time, and began the rest of her journey over to jinae’s home. once there she stood at the front door, struggling to knock from all the items in her hands. however, her perseverance paid off and she took a step back, making sure to put the food and flowers on display.

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a little party never hurt nobody ⇒ sangwoo,

the music was loud. too loud. ahyeon felt it pulsing in her head and it was beginning to make her dizzy. she clung to the wall behind her, squeezing her eyes shut in hopes of making it all stop. how many drinks had she drank? knowing herself, far too many. she was a binge drinker. there was no such thing as stopping. not until she was assed out on the floor. ahyeon took a few deep breaths, grounding herself to reality. she recognized the song that was playing. it was that dua lipa song with... what was his name? zedd? no, calvin harris. “one kiss is all it takes,” she sung along, straightening her posture to glance around the crowd of sweaty bodies. if she was lucky she’d come across a face she recognized. ahyeon didn’t even remember how she ended up at this party. the host was a friend of a friend... of a friend. she squinted her eyes, shoving past everyone obnoxiously, gaze fixated on what could’ve been a friend. ahyeon threw her arm over his shoulder sloppily, ruffling his hair. “heeey, buddy! funny seeing you here...” it wasn’t funny at all, this was HIS SCENE just as much as hers. 

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rosé? i’ll cheers to that! ⇒ areum,

“you weren’t very clear in your text message,” ahyeon drawled, pausing to narrow her eyes at her own words. she wasn’t quite sure if areum was the one to blame for her cluelessness or if it was just her shitty memory failing her again. “although i probably didn’t retain the info, as usual,” she shrugged, pulling a brand new bottle of rosé out of a shopping bag. “i brought something to celebrate. someone, somewhere got some good news. i can feel it in my bones.” soon after, she pulled out two wine glasses, holding them up for the other female to see. “isn’t this the cutest thing ever?” ahyeon pointed at the writing on the glasses, “look! it says ‘wine not?’ tell me that’s not cute as fuck!” she never waits for an answer, unscrewing the cap and pouring them each a glass. “cheers!’ ahyeon knocked her head back and drank the whole glass in one go. “so.. remind me again about what you need from me, babe.”

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