5:45am, after finishing her first week of promotions, Wendy drags her wary feet out of the elevator and walks to the dorm unit. She's free for the rest of the day, until another hectic week begins tomorrow.

As she rounds the corner to the living room, she lets out a gasp seeing a figure sitting in the middle of the couch, covered by a blanket and staring at the silent TV screen that's in front. 

The figure turns their face towards her, hair tied up in a messy bun and round glasses perched on their magnificent nose. 

"Boo."

"How.. how did you know I was coming?"

"I told your manager to text me after you guys wrap up." 

"Oh. Well, it's nice to see you unnie. I'm gonna take a quick shower and head to the gym in a couple of hours."

"No you're not. Come here." 

"But unnieeeee I'm all gross and covered in dried sweat!"

"I don't care, come here."

Wendy begrudgingly obliges, wearing a cute pout and zombied her way to the couch where Irene was sitting.

"Sit beside me." 

Plopping down beside the woman who's not taking no for an answer, Wendy turns toward Irene, and looks at her expectantly. 

Except Irene doesn't mutter a word, and just as Wendy opens about to protest, a gentle yet firm grip on her shoulder makes her breath hitch. 

"Unnie..?"

And suddenly she feels the hand on her shoulder slowly bring her down until her head is lying on Irene's lap, which