“Sehun-ah?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think we’ll ever get out of here?”

“No, probably not.”

Tao sighed. “Great. That’s just great. I’m locked in a stupid closet and can’t get out! I hate my life.”

He and Sehun were sitting on the floor of a closet in the hotel they were staying in after they had somehow managed to get themselves locked into the closet. They already were in there for about half an hour, Sehun thought, though he wasn’t entirely sure. He had already lost any track of time.