"Yeah, go on and laugh at me." Sunggyu muttered to s as they laughed at him when he told them his crazy encounter with that weird woman moments ago. "You can all laugh at me right now but I'm telling you, I'm not going to a blind date ever again."

"Even if we paired a smokin' hot chic for you, hyung?" Sungyeol said beaming widely at him.

He pressed his lips together. "Not a chance, punk. I've had enough. And please no more of it. I'm tried already." He said.

"Aw, don't give up hyung." Said Sungjong. "You're the only one who's left behind." He said and he couldn't stop his eyebrow from arching up.

"So is this a competition?" He retorted.

"No, it's not." Infinite's Visual, L, chimed in. "Let's just put it this way. Do you want to be a third wheel forever?" He said and Sunggyu blinked at that. No. He doesn't want to be a third wheel forever. That would be sad.

"So what now, hyung?" Sungyeol broke his reverie. Sunggyu was greeted with a six pair of black eyes waiting for his answer. He sighed in irritation. He had to admit s would always win. Damn this,

Huffing an irritated sigh, he looked at s. "Fine. But if this one , I don't want to do it anymore. Not ever again. Just make sure this next chic will pass on my standards."

"Geez, hyung. Your standards are high. Mind lowering them down a bit?"

"No." He said. He didn't miss it when all of s rolled their eyes at him.

*

Sunggyu checked his watch. He was doing it almost every thirty seconds. Heck. Now this woman's late. What a good way to make a good impression. If this woman won't appear after ten minutes, he's going to blow her off. Heck. What if the she'd already blow him off?

Damn it.