Sunday morning, Zhen woke up to the chirp of birds outside of the window. She slowly rose from her pillow and stretched her arms over her head. “Morning Kirakira.” She said lightly, before sliding her legs out of the covers. She looked at the clock and the realization that it was, in fact, ten thirty and not seven, when she typically walked Kirakira, sunk in. She leapt up and looked around the room for the dog, expecting her to have torn things to shreds,

But the room was empty aside from her. She hurried to the door and shot down the stairs to find Kirakira on the floor gnawing on a rawhide, with Dae Hyun reading the morning paper, and Cho Hee sitting on the couch with her laptop on her lap and her phone against her ear. She smiled and waved when she noticed Zhen, which cued Dae Hyun to stand.

“There’s some food on the counter, if you’re hungry.” He said, walking into the kitchen. “And I brought home bubble tea.”

Zhen followed him into the kitchen, suddenly starving. “You didn’t have to, you know.”

“It was fine. I was out with Kirakira anyways.” He smiled. “I’m sorry about that. She was whining and you didn’t need to be woken up.”

It was the first night since she’d moved into their house that she hadn’t had any nightmares. Maybe Dae Hyun’s dream catcher necklace was working. She smiled and grabbed the purple colored bubble tea. “Thank you,” She said, popping the straw into the plastic top and taking a long sip. Already, she could tell it was going to be a good day.

Zhen and Cho Hee had gone to the Big Hit building so Zhen could be shown around. Mallory had promised to meet her in the lobby so they could go get lunch with Song Yi, and so Cho Hee could do her work. Zhen followed Cho Hee and her boss around the building quietly, nodding and smiling when it was necessary, but happily leaving when she was dismissed.

When the elevator opened and she stepped in, she almost groaned at the sight of who was inside. Suga, Jungkook, Rap Monster, and J-Hope all stood in the elevator, surprised as Zhen stepped in. “Good morning.” Zhen said, reaching to press the button that closed the doors, since the lobby button had already been pressed.

“Morning,” J-Hope smiled. “Headed somewhere special?”

Zhen smiled. “Not really. I’m going to lunch with Mallory and a few other friends,” Suga perked up at the mention of Mallory, which Zhen took note of. “We’re headed to this cafe for a late meal.”

The elevator doors opened, and the group stepped out of the elevator into the lobby of the building, where Mallory was standing with her phone pressed to her ear, her arms crossed over her chest, and her lips pursed in an annoyed pinch. She wore a white blazer, which had a golden zipper instead of buttons, a sheer pink shirt that was longer in the front than the rest of the shirt, a pair of white shorts with a golden chain belt, and white heels. Her hair was done half up with hundreds of curls draping over her shoulders, and her white chanel bag hung from her wrist. She waved to Zhen before spitting angry French.

Zhen walked to her side, feeling a little dark compared to her friend. Sheer black leggings, dark jean shorts, a white shirt with a camera on the front, black leather jacket and, of course, her black fingerless gloves. She wore black boots and her hair was pulled in a high ponytail. “Are you ready to go?” Zhen asked, and Mallory nodded, ending her call and sliding her phone into her purse.

Her eyes fell on the group of boys and she sighed. “Hello,” She said flatly.

“Hi,” Rap Monster said, using a funny voice and raising one hand. J-Hope laughed at him, but the others weren’t entertained.

Suga immediately looked to Mallory. “Am I still watching Kirby for you this week?”

Mallory swung to face him, flicking her hair over one shoulder and posing with one hand on her waist. “I don’t know, are you?” Suga’s brow furrowed. “As long as you have the time, I’m fine with that.”

Suga shrugged. “How hard can a corgi be?”

Mallory laughed and shook her head. “You tell me,” She said, reaching forward and grabbing his wrist. She pulled his arms up and reached into her purse, pulling out a pen. She clicked the end and leaned over Suga’s arm, drawing neatly on his wrist. He watched in confusion and slight disdain. “Call me if he starts acting up.” She said, stepping back. “I’ll have someone bring you the spare key to my apartment tomorrow morning, so you can get him after I leave.” She then looked over Suga’s shoulder to Rap Monster, J-Hope and Jungkook. “Tell Jimin I said hi.” With that, she turned and started out of the building with Zhen.

When they were far enough away, Zhen turned to Mallory and smirked. “So Suga huh?”

Mallory mocked confusion. “I don’t know what you mean, Zhen.”

Zhen’s jaw dropped and she pointed behind them. “Are you kidding me? You did your I-want-you-to-look-at-me hair flip, and you did the whole hands on hips thing.”

“Hands on hips?”

“You do that thing where you put your hands on your hips, so you look tough or something.” Zhen said, posing with her hands on her hips. “And then you totally made it out like you were doing him a favor by letting him watch the dog, like somehow it would make his life that