#chanel and wren || 001

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Wren and Chanel were rollerblading down the street on a Saturday, age 9. “So you have cooties now, right?” said Wren with a laugh as he did a little jump on his skates. He was jealous that Chanel had kissed someone, and that he hadn’t yet. He thought they were going to be weirdos forever, and she was just getting all this attention at school. No one ever noticed him, only Chanel. What if she got a new best friend? His little head was already anxious. Then he slipped and fell, skinning his knee. 

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SEASON 001, PART 002

** please note that if anyone drops from here on, they will not be removed from the show, simply considered npc **

On NOVEMBER 18, contestants are brought back in the studio for the first time since the first day of filming. they are instructed to sit in their initial ranking chairs. shortly after everybody is seated, bae siwoo makes his entrance. just like on october 7, he takes the time to converse with the trainees a bit before cameras officially start rolling. this time, he is accompanied by the coaches who have been teaching and monitoring the progress of the trainees during the past weeks.

after a short introduction for the camera, he moves on to the reason why everybody is gathered here; solos and positions. “we will begin with the girls!” he announces. “the choice wasn’t easy and some of you have surprised us while others have disappointed us.” those heavy words are marked by a short pause. “before we continue, do you want to hear the song?” he waits for the trainees’ reply before cuing the music and revealing the GIRL’S SOLO. after the short 30 seconds snippet, siwoo speaks again; “let’s reveal our top 3 girls...” the face of JUNG MISO appears on a wide screen; “first; number 6, jung miso. our child actress chanel jung, who’s catched the attention with her strong expression and visuals. next...” the screen splits and appears HUANG XIYU “second; number 9, huang xiyu. also known as alice, she’s the strongest dancer in the group and shows versatility with talent in singing and rapping. and last but not least...“ a third face appears on the face with them; KANG JINA. “third is kang jina. the only third year trainee of the lot. she’s definitely one of our strongest singers on the girl’s side. so who gets it? let’s see the result.” he points to the screen again and after a short moment of suspense, jung miso and huang xiyu disappear, leaving only KANG JINA. “Congratulations to kang jina! kim youngim and the trainers have noted that your skills match the solo very well. you might find a bit of challenge in the rap part, but we’ll look forward to the result.”

he gives everyone a chance to react to the announcement before all attention turns to the male trainees. “and now for the boys! before i proceed with the results, let’s make you wait a little longer by presenting the song…” he smiles mysteriously and the studio falls silent except for the 30 second preview of the BOY’S SOLO. “who will be the top three contenders?” right as he pauses, everyone can see KANG JUN’s face appear on the screens. “first; number 9, kang jun! a young trainee no doubt, but still a well-rounded competitor with high skill in singing, dancing and rapping. next is…” siwoo begins, letting the trainees see KANG YONGHWA appear on the screen with kang jun. “number 7, kang yonghwa! he’s no doubt one of the strongest dancers in this competition, but has been able to impress with his singing and performing skills. and finally…” attention is brought to the screen again, and right in the middle appears AHN JAESUN. “number 2, ahn jaesun. he’s trained the longest among everyone here and has been able to show the trainers it wasn’t in vain. a charismatic performer indeed, skilled in both singing and dancing. and now...” while everyone expects siwoo to announce the winner, a fourth face appears on the screen, shocking everyone. it’s LEE JIHO. “yes, number 10, lee jiho. trainers were supposed to choose only three contenders, but this young trainee impressed a lot as both a singer and performer. not to be underestimated. sadly, there’s no one else! while you four impressed these past weeks, only one of you can get this solo. the winner is…” there’s a deafening silence during which all eyes are glued to the screen showing the three boys. and suddenly, ahn jaesun, lee jiho and kang jun disappear. “KANG YONGHWA! congratulations. the trainers thought your image and skills fit the concept of the song very well. they hope this vocal challenge will push your limits even further. work hard, and we’ll see the results very soon.”

“while those results might be heaven for some of you and hell for others, this is not over. in a short moment you will receive lyrics distributions for the songs you’ve been practicing until now. we will reveal right away some crucial positions and final lineup. for the boys. AHN JAESUN  is named overall leader of the LEGACY BOYS and GEUM DANBI of LEGACY GIRLS. we will trust you with overseeing rehearsals and making sure every performance is up to standard. TSAI KING is named face and center of the LEGACY BOYS and HIT while YAMADA HIMEKO will be the same of LEGACY GIRLS and ADIOS. your position doesn’t end with a song; you will be front and center of promotion materials for the group. For HIT, JI HANEUL is the main vocal and AIKA WREN will have that position for ADIOS." the host then moves on to the other tracks. official groups go as follow;

MOVIE STAR

AHN JAESUN (Center and Leader)

PARK JACOB (Main Vocal)

PARK SEOJIN

TSAI KING

YOON DOWON

SIDE EFFECTS

AHN SEUNGMIN (Leader)

IM HYUNJIN (Main Vocal)

KANG YONGHWA

PARK DOHYUN (Center)

PARK VIGGO

BOOM

AHN DOHWAN (Leader)

CHOI JINYOUNG

JI HANEUL (Main Vocal)

KANG JUN

LEE JIHO (Center)

LATATA

GEUM DANBI (Leader)

JUNG MISO (Center)

LEE HARIN

PARK KYUNGA

RYU YERIN (Main Vocal)

SONG YEJIN

YAMADA HIMEKO

DALLA DALLA

AIKA WREN (Main Vocal)

BAE CHAEWON

HANG XIYU (Leader & Center)

KANG JINA

SONG AHYEON

due to the lineup changes and LINE DISTRIBUTION (BOYS & GIRLS) finally revealed, trainees are given the rest of the week to adjust. they will then head to the recording booth and film mvs for all songs. finally, on DECEMBER 22 the trainees will hold a mini concert in front of an audience of 750 people where they will perform all 7 songs. the songs will be released on DECEMBER 27 digitally and DECEMBER 30 physically. trainees will promote both main songs (HIT and ADIOS) on tv shows for a week and KANG JINA and KANG YONGHWA will each promote their respective songs the following week. we will reveal details concerning post future dreams promotions at a later date.

SCHEDULE

WEEK 1: PRACTICE

WEEK 2: RECORDING (boys from monday to thursday and girls from friday to sunday)

WEEK 3: RECORDING OF BEEP BEEP & BIRD + PRACTICE

WEEK 4: MV filming (one mv per day following this order; Hit, Adios, Movie Star, Latata, Side Effects, Dalla Dalla, Boom)

WEEK 5: Final rehearsals + Mv Filming for BEEP BEEP (Monday) and Bird (Tuesday)

DECEMBER 22: Concert @ 7PM

CONCERT SETLIST

MC 1 (Bae Siwoo)

Boom

Dalla Dalla

Side Effects

Merry & Happy (Trainee Girls)

MC 2 (Bae Siwoo)

Movie Star

Latata

Bird

Miracles In December (Trainee Boys)

MC 3 (Bae Siwoo)

BEEP BEEP

Adios

HIT

MC 4 (Bae Siwoo + All Future Dreams) - End

REQUIREMENTS

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TITLE: MUSE NAME ∙ FUTURE DREAMS 001 PART 2

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parent trapped || wren, chanel, jet, and sailor

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: gio’s italien off campus dining // valentines day.

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: wren x chanel x jet x sailor.

𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒: rudeness.

𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒: sailor and jet set up their broken up friends for valentines day, and it becomes the weirdest double date of all time.

It was Valentines day, and Jet wanted to meet up the three of them: Jet, Wren, and Sailor. Wren called it a bromantic evening, much to everyone else's eye roll. Jet had suggested the italian place, and Wren was down to eat some pasta with his friends. "Weird of Sail to not be here before us" said Wren as they sat down at a table for four. It's not like they really had tables for three, so he didn't even think twice about it. "I'm not ... third wheeling, am I?" he joked, at this point it was a running gag for him that Sailor was the only person Jet had been close to and not tried to get with. Even Wren and Jet had kissed, and as much as he did not want to think of her right now on this special holiday ... Jet had also slept with Chanel.

"Can't third wheel something that's never going to happen," Jet shrugged, letting the comment roll off his shoulders as if his mind hadn't been bombarded by the girl he had been spending a little extra quality time with as of late. Using his free hand to check his phone to be sure that the girls were still on their way, the boy made himself comfortable in the seat across from Wren, careful to leave an empty seat for Chanel. "She should be here soon, but would it be so bad if it was just the two of us? You know you want me to give you these roses instead," he winked at the boy, motioning to the bouquet he had picked up under the assurance that it was rude to show up to a valentines day date without a gift...and it would be from the both of them.

Chanel fixed her hair as her and Sailor made their way to the restaurant, "Did I tell you that you look really hot? Cause you do." she told the other girl with a big smile on her face. "You always do. I bet Jet would agree too." she teased her friend as she wiggled her eyebrows. At this point, it was very normal for Chanel to tease the two about their very special friendship. She was appreciative of them for inviting her out for the night. Ever since her and Wren broke up, Sailor and Jet seem to bounce back and forth between the two. It sucked not hanging out like they used to, but Chanel was not about to suggest that they bring Wren along. No way. As they walked inside, Chanel instantly noticed Jet at a table, "Hello sweetheart, your valentines have arrived!" she yelled out before noticing Wren sitting with him. "What? Wait. No! What the fuck? Sail!" she looked over at the girl with wide eyes.

A part of Sailor actually felt a little bad about what they were walking into. Well, at least what Chanel was walking into. The blonde was laughing now but the redhead wasn’t sure she would be in a minute once she’d realized their table was set for four rather than three. “Maybe, but I obviously dressed up for you so who cares what he thinks,” she mused, grateful for the dimly lit ambiance of the restaurant tonight so that Chanel wouldn’t see the subtle traces of a blush creeping over her cheeks. Linking her arms with the other girl (strategically keeping her close in case the plan backfired and Chanel tried to make a break for it), Sailor did her best to look confused when the blonde’s eyes turned on her. “What? Oh....huh. Is that Wren?” Sailor spoke to Chanel, feigning shock. “Wow, so weird. Anyway, I’m starving, aren’t you? Let’s sit c’mon,” she said, urging her friend forward. “Got room for the both of us?”

"Jet if you wanted to seduce me, all you have to do is ask. Or hear me out? Let me sleep in my own room, easy access to make a move on me" Wren teased back, excited to hang out with the two of them. With it being Valentines, sometimes he thought he was being pitied ... but at least it was their idea. He knew he had been kind of a mope all year, even when he did get with someone new it never lasted long and it was always a sore topic. Then he heard her voice, calling out to Jet that his valentines were here. What the fuck was this, Wren shot a look to Jet and shook his head, his lips pursed. He put his hand on the back of his neck as he watched Chanel freak out to Sailor. "You two are really proud of yourselves aren't you?" asked Wren shaking his head, he might have even wagged his finger at them, "You're lucky I want pasta and this is the only place on campus where it's edible" he said, sinking into his chair a little bit. Trying not to look at her, and how good she looks. Stupid Chanel Hampton in her cute outfits. Who was she even dressing up for? Jet? He knew she just liked dressing up, but it felt like a personal attack.

He wanted to act surprised, to pretend he hadn't been (in)patiently waiting for both of the girls to walk into the only relatively romantic and still inexpensive restaurant within walking distance from their dorms, but a smirk played on the corner of his lips at Wren's comment despite himself. "Come on Laurie, you can't be too mad...two beautiful women and my company? Doesn't get much better than that," he teased, standing up to pull out the seat for Sailor- continuing the plan to force the exes together. Once he was seated again, he offered Sail the roses, plucking a stem out of the bundle as he did so, "for our valentines," Jet chuckled, making eye contact with the blond across the table as he held the rose toward her trying his best not to let things be awkward now that their plan had been executed.

"Maybe we can ditch him later on and have the night to ourselves?" she teased the girl with a wink afterwards. "I can get Juliette out of the room for the night." she giggled. Chanel linked arms with Sailor with no thoughts in her pretty little head. As far as she was concerned, this was just going to be a casual night with her favorite people. But now, this was a very stressful night with her favorite people and her ex, who might take the spot for being her most favorite person but she would not admit to that. She couldn't think like that. She hated Wren She had to hate him. "I cannot believe you two!" she whispered to the girl as they approached the two boys. Chanel tried to keep her eyes off of Wren, but it wasn't working. Why did he have to look that good? Didn't he have any consideration for her feelings? She looked at Jet and Sailor in silence when the only seat that was available was beside Wren. It just kept getting worse. Chanel slowly pulled out the seat for herself and sat down, keeping her focus on the two in front of her. "Thank you, Jetson." she said with a straight face as she grabbed on to the rose.

“Bold of you to assume I knew anything about this. You know Jet’s the one with the bad ideas,” she defended, trying to make light of the situation whilst knowing her hands were far from clean in this.  “Thank you Jet and thank you, Wren, “ she added, giving Chanel a pointed look. God, she wanted to laugh at how awkward this already was, “they’re beautiful.” Thankfully, any other inevitable awkwardness was interrupted by a waiter walking up to the table and asking for their drink orders. “Just a water. And maybe your alcohol menu? Some of us are going to need it,” Sailor answered first, the last part uttered more lowly to the waiter than anyone else at the table. “At what point do we just...pull a parent trap and ditch them?” she leaned over to ask Jet while the waiter turned his attention to the exes. “I guess we should be grateful that no ones walked off yet. Though, maybe I should tell him to take the sharp objects away from the table for now.”

When the waiter arrived, Wren took the opportunity and took out his fake and handed it to the waiter to check, "could I get an old fashioned and then four tequila shots for the table" said Wren to the waiter. If this was happening, they might as well all have a drink. Lawrence was looking down to avoid eye contact with anyone and everyone at the table, but he felt his eyes draw to her thighs as intimate thoughts crawled into his head. God, Chanel Hampton's impact oh him. He looked over at her, making eye contact, "I didn't tell them to do this, I promise" he said earnestly. The last thing he wanted was for her to think that he had planned any of this. Getting rejected when he didn't even ask for it? That would be a torturous hell. It felt good that she didn't have real plans for Valentines day, that she would prefer to be with Jet and Sailor ... just like him.

Despite the tension in the air, Jet held an amused grin. What was the worst that could happen from their little plan? There was no way the pair didn't want to spend valentines day together anyway- in his mind he and Sailor were doing them a favor...even if they hadn't asked. Placing an order for water as well, Jet rested his hand on Sail's thigh as he leaned in to hear her just a little better. "Is now too soon?" he teased, eyes practically sparkling as he spoke to the girl, "no way- where's the fun in that? Gotta leave a little suspense for the rest of us. You look beautiful tonight, happy valentines day, Red." Straightening up once again, Jet took in the friends across from him for a moment before clearing his throat and lifting the menu, "So, Chanel, what are you going to order?"

Chanel looked over at the waiter and forced a polite smile on her face. "I'll just have a water, thank you." she said with a single nod. She would have gotten something else, but since Wren ordered shots for the table, she held back on anything else. She can hold her liquor fairly well, but she was too nervous to even be tipsy around Wren. Chanel was a smart girl, she was very aware that she couldn't even trust herself. She looked over at Wren once he spoke to her, it was hard to even look at him in the eyes, "I didn't think you would." she said honestly, she was pretty convinced that he wanted nothing to do with her. "They're both sneaky. I can't really say I'm surprised." she whispered back to him. Once Jet asked Chanel what she wanted, she raised her shoulders and looked at the menu, "I don't know. I can always let you both decide. Seems like you guys are making a lot of... choices tonight." she said, trying not to sound too bratty.

Her ears perked a little at Wren’s order of four tequila shots, clearly not wasting any time.  “Probably.” Jet’s hand on her thigh isn’t unfamiliar, but it’s making her feel warmer than she’d ever hoped to be while sitting in the company of their two closest friends. Quietly placing her hand on his own before he can think to get any more adventurous, she starts fiddling with his fingers beneath the table. Scrunching her nose at him, she can’t help but smile while she thanked him. “Right back at you.” She’s already looking at her menu too when Jet turns his attention to Chanel, and when she comments she could only try to bite her tongue. She adored Wren and Chanel but having to bounce between the pair was exhausting. And to be fair, they wouldn’t have had to make these sorts of choices for them if her friends hadn’t kept making such bad ones. “In that case, you should definitely try their Penne Arrabbiata. It’s got spice, just like you,” she teased, childishly sticking her tongue out. “You can hate us tomorrow, but we haven’t done this in ages. Not all four of us, at least, and it’s not like either of you had any real Valentine’s Day plans anyway...right?”

He wasn't exactly going to admit that he didn't have a date, "Bold of you to assume, but I am surprised you two wanted babysitters on your date" said the boy, accusing the other pair of what they all knew was going to happen. It was just a matter of when. Some day Jet would realize that the best thing that has ever happened and will ever happen to him was Sailor, and this time they weren't going to be wrong about it. The way that they were all wrong about Wren and Chanel. The tequila shots arrived at the table, "Alright everybody, L'chaim" said Wren as he took the first shot. He was looking over the menu and decided on the risotto and gave the order to the waiter. Being next to Chanel was driving him crazy, he could feel it already. He had done his best to avoid being in sit down settings with her, it was just too hard. The old habits that his body was used to when eating with her. Holding her hand under the table or having her take a bite of his food, just the little things that he knew he couldn't do anymore.

Snickering at Sailors comment, Jet wanted to comment about the fact that last time Chanel let him make some choices for them, she was left satisfied...so he was sure this wouldn't be any different. But, for once, he held back. He didn't want the night to get somehow more awkward. "We just wanted to get the band back together Laurie...relax," he rolled his eyes, though it was becoming increasingly harder to focus on the uncomfortable situation as the girl seated beside him played with his fingers under the table. Ordering another round before the waiter had set down the shots, Jet held his up in cheers with the rest of the table. Squeezing Sail's hand as he made eye contact with the tequila shot in his hand- his playful smirk was only interrupted when he tipped his head back, emptying the glass. Ordering lasagna as an afterthought. "So, are you guys really going to be weird for the rest of the night? Or are we going to have a good time...for old times sake?"

Chanel immediately stuck her tongue back out to Sailor, "I am spicy, in the best way possible. So thank you for the compliment... but since I trust your judgement, I'll get the penne arrabbiata." she mumbled before ordering the dish. Sure she was a bit annoyed that her two friends set them up like this, but she'd be completely lying to herself if she said she didn't want to be this close to Wren. Plus, Chanel would definitely do the same thing if she was them. Sitting so close to her ex was just as hard as she thought it would be. She awkwardly played with the end of he skirt to keep her busy until the drinks came to the table. Chanel grabbed her glass and downed the shot before nodding her head at the question being asked. She of course missed the whole group hanging out, and she was always worried she'd be the one to ruin things with them. That's just the way it went with her friendships, and in a way she was right. "Well I could have had a real date, but I'm not going to be a complete bitch the whole time." she promised her friends. "I will though, count this as you two's first date. Unless you guys are already on date two? Five? I wouldn't be surprised." she teased with an innocent grin on her face. It was just too fun messing with Sailor and Jet.

Despite Jet telling him to relax and knowing Wren was merely teasing, Sailor can't help but feel a little flustered at the comment, shifting a bit in her seat just so that she could lightly kick the basketball player's foot under the table. Tequila. It had to be tequila. Taking one of the shots for herself as Jet squeezed her other hand out of sight, Sailor tried not to let any mildly inappropriate thoughts consume her. But before they really could, she was shaking her head clear of them, raising her glass and murmuring a quick 'Bottoms up'. By the time the waiter had found their way back to her, Sail was ready and sent them off with an order of some linguine dish in a lemon sauce that she could barely pronounce ( but had somehow managed to not totally butcher ). "Four, actually," she quipped with a roll of her eyes. "You know you can deflect all you want, but I'd call you two practically teaming up with the same tactic...progress," she mused, voice lilting.

The tequila and the drink were definitely some of Wren's better ideas this evening. When Sailor noted that they were teaming up, he felt the warmth in his chest. It may have been the tequila, but he was thankful that he wasn't blushing. Wren mused for a moment, "So we're all in agreement, it is a great thing that Chanel and I are here to actively make fun of your date, for of course old time's sake and new times current reality. That Jet and Sailor are getting married." A smirk formed on the boy's face, "I mean, Jet's never been on that many dates with anyone. So I'm expecting the ceremony must be soon, have you sent out your save the dates yet? Jet is pretty used to telling people about his STDs, I mean ... save the dates." It was all in good fun, but it was annoying to have been tricked here. None the less, he was laughing at his own quip.

It wasn't that Jet didn't want to be seen as dating Sailor, or even marrying her, that bothered him. It was mostly the fact that they were being teamed up on for a relationship, or lack thereof, that he felt the need to protect. To shelter from the outside world so that they could figure it out just the two of them. Whatever direction it went. "Excuse you," Jet chuckled his tongue placed in his cheek as he shook his head, "I've never had an STD. I , unlike some people, know how to use protection." Had he taken it too far? Probably. But the words had left his lips before his brain had the chance to stop them. Taking a sip of his water, Jet let the comment fall between the group before he wagered a glance at Sailor- his human moral compass- to see if he had said too much.

Just hearing her name come out of Wren's mouth made Chanel's stomach flip... how pathetic. She turned to actually look at him as he poked fun at Jet. It made a smile form on her lips, mainly because she wanted to hear what Jet would say next. She knew he could get a little sassy, and she loved it. Once she turned her attention to Jet and heard what he said, her smile vanished. She looked over at Sailor for a second, but quickly looked away to not make any eye contact. If it were anyone else, Chanel would have made a scene and thrown her water on him, but this was her friend, and she was trying to be on her best behavior. So, she simply put her hands down on her lap and clenched her fists. "Hilarious." she said with a straight face. "I'm going to the bathroom." she added in before getting up and leaving to the restroom. Chanel was just too embarrassed and needed to leave for a moment. That was the last thing she wanted to talk about.

While Sailor had only managed to catch Chanel looking away, she'd known the girl long enough to tell from her demeanor alone that Jet's 'joking' had landed far too close too home. She didn't think the dig was meant to actually hurt them, reasoning it was just a clumsy ( stupid, very stupid ) slip of the tongue, but that hadn't stopped her from the little look she gave Jet as soon as Chanel had much too calmly left the table. Dropping Jet's hand, she pushed her chair away from the table and took a deep breath. "Okay, you," she pointed to Wren, "And especially you," she pointed at Jet, "Behave. I'm just going to check on her, I'll be right back." It didn't take Sail long to cross the restaurant floor, only stopping on her way there to steal two of the shots from the waiter that was already making their way back from the bar to the table with Jet's round. "I come in peace and with a gift," she alerted as she entered the restroom.

Wren felt a wave of guilt for getting fiesty with Jet, he had no idea that the other boy would take it that far in front of Chanel. It was one thing for him to give Wren flack about the situation, it had been almost a year, and things ... as traumatic as they are, can become jokes between the right people. Chanel Hampton was not to be included in that list. Wren was about to get up and follow her when Sailor had already gotten up and told them to behave. "Jetson Williams, what the fuck is wrong with you. My digs were not that deep, dude. And come for my neck, not Chanel's. You embarrassed yourself in front of Red too" said Wren, using Jet's nickname for Sailor just to drive the point home. "You know those jokes are off limits in front of her, neither of us know what that was like for her" Wren added taking a deep breath and taking a sip of his drink. "And now she's definitely not going to want me to walk her home or anything like that. Are you happy with yourself? You just ruined my shot with her dude, it's Chanel. I know I was just playing big game about how I don't want to be here with her, but dude look at her. Of course I want to be here, I was kinda excited about it. Now she's thinking about why we broke up." Wren shook his head, feeling bad for chewing Jet out. They really never did this, everything was usually just jokes. "And to be fair, I am sorry for making fun of you and Sailor" he tacked on, because he had started all of this.

Jet watched as the blond disappeared only to be followed by Sail soon after and felt his stomach drop a little as he realized he was going to have to deal with Wren alone.  Leaning back in his seat, Jet ran his hands through his hair as he half paid attention to the scolding and half tried to decide if taking the shot that had been delivered to their table would make things worse for him or better. His eyebrows pulled together as he made an attempt to figure out at what point he had embarrassed himself in front of anyone at that table- they all knew him. They had to know that he didn't mean to hurt any feelings, after all, it had been a year and it was only a joke. "You're kidding yourself if you think I ruined your chance with her, Laurie. She's a big girl, I think she'll be okay. It was only a joke, man," picking up the shot he continued, "and it's not like we aren't all aware that you're going to end up together anyway. Did you see the way she was looking at you? And I'm not even going to mention whatever that look you were giving her was." Jet chuckled, referring to the obvious love sick puppy dog eyes that Wren had always seemed to have for Chanel and Chanel only. Was he taking the situation as seriously as it demanded? Absolutely not, but when did he ever? Choosing to ignore Wren's apology for any comments made about he and Sail, Jet shrugged his shoulders and continued to divert the attention back at his friend after downing the second shot, "Do you want me to go apologize? Or do you want her to be mad at me? Which one would help you're little walk home?"

Once Chanel walked into the restroom, she leaned against the countertop and looked at her reflection in the mirror. It was stupid to leave the table like that, doing it only made everything more awkward. She should have ignored the comment and at least acted like it didn't bother her. It's not like Jet would ever mean to hurt her, but as usual, she went ahead and acted dramatic. Chanel then started to wash her hands for no particular reason, she just needed to do something. It had been almost a year, she should be over it, but she wasn't. She lost her relationship because of it. She lost any ounce of respect she was getting from everyone else, or at least that's how she saw it. Her father still constantly brought it up, saying how embarrassing it was for the whole family. Her mother continued to joke about it with her friends, because it was Chanel, and that was bound to happen to her. Of course she meant no harm in the jokes, but it hurt. Chanel was still trying to get over it, but to others, it was just a joke. A joke that everyone saw coming. She looked up to see Sailor's reflection in the mirror and forced a smile, "Hey, babe. I do love gifts." she said as she noticed the shots in her friend's hand. "Sorry, I know you guys just want to have a good time." she apologized immediately. "I'll come back, keep my mouth shut, and just eat my food."

“Hey, no. No one wants that. And that’s not you,” she told the blonde, reaching past Chanel to place the shots on the counter. Stepping forward, Sailor wrapped an arm around her friend’s back before dropping her chin to her shoulder. “You know Jet wouldn’t say that to hurt you, right? And I’m sorry if we overstepped with having both you and Wren here. To be fair, it seemed like a good idea at the time. Are you mad at me?” she asked, looking at the girls reflection with a pout. “I mean you have to forgive me. I brought you a shot.”

Wren shook his head, "We both know she's a lot happier single." It was an unfortunate truth to Wren that she was happier playing the field than she had been tied down to him. "She looks at everyone like that. It's Chanel" it just felt like something that was universally acknowledged at this point. "Have I been looking stupid all evening?" he said, as his head fell back and his hand went from his forehead down his face as if to wipe the look off his face. "I don't know man, I don't know anything about her anymore. I don't know what's going to set her up. Just follow Sailor's lead. She's doing your damage control in the bathroom" said Wren, a small laugh falling from his mouth. The situation was just so uncomfortable, it warranted some inappropriate laughter. No one was actually going to call Jet on anything, it was just how things were. He was an ass, and they all loved him.

"She's never looked at me the way she looks at you, Wren. Actually...I don't think I've ever seen her look at anyone that way," the boy clarified, trying to think of another time in their whole lives that he had noticed Chanel seem truly in love. Maybe he just wasn't observant enough, but he was sure this was different. This was love. Snickering, Jet wanted to tell his friend that he looked stupid every evening,- the teasing they were used to popping back into his mind, but he was also aware of the thin ice he stood on...so he just shook his head and took a sip of water, "no, not stupid...just- a little flustered." Rubbing the back of his neck, Jet chuckled, "What would I do without Sail? Always cleaning up all my messes." His eyes were no longer on the boy sitting across from him, but instead, trained in the direction of the bathroom that the girls had disappeared behind...wishing they would come back to the table and things could be the normal he had become so accustomed to only a year prior. "People don't change that much in a year, Laurie- if anyone knows Chanel...it's you. Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it."

Chanel tilted her head to lightly lean on Sailor's as she looked back at the girl's reflection, "I know, I was just being dramatic. That's on me." she said with a sad smile. She hoped her stupid exit didn't make her friend feel bad about the comment he made. They were all fine with poking fun at each other, this was just something she needed to get over. "No I'm not mad at you, you're too pretty for me to be mad at. Ugh, pretty privilege sucks when you're not benefitting from it." she told Sailor playfully. "Anyways I'm sure if Wren and I were still together, we would have done something similar to you two." she admitted before grabbing the shots and handing one to her friend. "But now I have to come up with a way to get back at you guys, so cheers to that." she teased before raising the glass and downing the drink. "Ready to go back?"

“Being sad about something isn’t being dramatic,” Sailor pointed out, laughing when Chanel further made a comment about ‘pretty privilege’. The redhead just as playfully fluttered her lashes as if to drive the point home. While she missed Chanel and Wren teaming up to do anything, it was weird to think that they would ever have to team up to get Jet and herself in the same room. Especially, as of late ( not that Wren and Chanel actually knew as much ). “You wouldn’t have to trick me to hang out with my favorite people. Besides, Jet and I not talking?” she trailed off, trying not to let the thought get to her. She couldn’t think about that. Holding out her own glass, Sailor drowned the thought and linked her arm with Chanel’s. “Of course. But if you change you’re mind, just give me a little signal, and we’ll ditch them for a galentine’s day of epic proportions,” she conspired, waiting until Chanel actually looked like she was ready before leading them out of there and back through the restaurant. “All good?” she asked, eyes flickering between Jet and Wren as soon they reached the table.

"Just don't do anything offensive, just hang out and everything will be fine. I want her to get used to hanging out with me again, and we can see where things go from there" said Wren, his heart jumping when he saw the two come back to the table. The food arrived, and once Chanel sat down he reached out under the table to squeeze her hand. He knew it was risky, but he also knew that her love language was physical touch and he wanted her to know that he was there for her. He put his hands back above the table to take a bite of his food, grabbing some garlic bread from the middle as well. "This is so much better than cafeteria food, that's for sure" said Wren, just saying something to fill the void.

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