"GUYS. GUYS I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO BE WHEN I GROW UP." Chanyeol suddenly awakened and screaming from the floor, scaring the living daylights out of Tao. "I WANNA BE A -" 

"Chanyeol, you're ing twenty one." Chen snorted. "Are you not already grown up?" Chanyeol blinked, slowly shrugging. 

"Don't ruin his dreams, Jongdae." Kyungsoo chortled. "That's my job." Chanyeol turned away from the bickering two and faced the rest of the inhabitants of the dorm. 

"As I said, I know what i want to be when I grow up." Chanyeol smiled widely, baring his gleaming rows of teeth. "I shall be a rapper." 

The room went silent, everyone inwardly cringing at his statement. "Kris? What do you think?" Chanyeol twisted to the entrance of the kitchen where Kris is supposedly standing. He wasn't standing. Kris lay drunk on the floor, the bottle once filled with liquid rolling out of his hand. And... the room went silent again. 

Until Kris released a deep and deafening burp. 

Then giggled. 

Bewilderment was displayed on each and everyone of their faces. 

"Sup." Kris drawled, holding up a lazy peace sign. 

"KRIS! OH MY DEAR." Chanyeol shrieked. 

"CHANYEOL!" Kris shrieked in return. "Be quiet... my head hurts." 

Suho, in the midst of all this was undoubtedly a little afraid and unfamilar to their antics. 

He stood, shivering in the corner. 

"Kris, look! I made a little name tag for myself." Chanyeol cheerily informed. "Here, read it out for everybody." 

Groggily, Kris propped himself on his elbows and squinted at the name tag. "The Rapidr..." 

"Woah.." Sehun chirped. "Are you sure? The Rapidr?" 

Chen and Lay prior to their knee slapping, were cackling to the point where only silent squeaks were heard. Then Suho took his phone out, genuinely ready to call the police. The rest of the room's inhabitants were either shocked, confused or both. "Chanyeol? A ? Let alone rapid? Baekhyun chortled clutching a hand to his stomach. "He can't even last a good ten minutes." 

"You would know." Tao whispered, staring at him from the corner of his eye, a cheeky grin etched on to his features. 

"I hate you all." Chanyeol muttered as he glared at the floor, sulking. 

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Alrighty guys, I know i joked about in this little snippet, but in all seriousness and in real life, I do not think flippantly about . I also do not think the victims are deserving of it nor the actual offenders should have any valid excuse to justify their act. 

Otherwise, enjoy this little thing, I am terribly sorry for the long wait only to be updated with such a teensy chapter :p 

If i made you laugh, or even smile, comment or something and let me know x) it would certainly make our day 

that said, have a wonderful day everybody :) 

- Jie