Ever wonder how it would feels like to have a housemate like wheein the wheepup?
Disclaimer: Lets start with a disclaimer, shall we. This story is a by-product of an active imagination on what kind of havoc that Wheein the Wheepup could create as a housemate. No copyrights infringement intended and no money is made from all of this.
So, this is my first time writing an RPF, but nanowrimo is coming and its been awhile since I write anything, and I'm currently obssessed with Mamamoo, so I thought why not write a fanfic based on them. Voila! Here we are.
Hopefully all of you will enjoy the stories and bear with me, as I may not update as frequently as I wanted. Oh! Feels free to comment! And lastly, my grammar , and I apologized for that.
Happy reading! Hope it makes you laugh!!