You see Chanyeol was pretty aware that he was being ridiculously childish and that the fight wasn’t even worth storming off dramatically like that, yet he couldn’t care less. Because Chanyeol was in desperate need of some alone time at the moment. He was forced to come here in the first place, his family was loud and annoyingly clingy and his friends weren’t any better at all. He deserved having a moment for himself. Chanyeol was going to spend the remaining hours of this day on his own, and he was going to have a blast.

He lazily walked down the stairs while pushing his overgrown fringe off his forehead; a white Polaroid camera slung casually around his neck. He was ready for his first adventure in Chania, more than ready actually. Chanyeol was going to take artsy pictures of this stunning city and drink fancy expensive wine by the end of his solo night out.

The brown haired male hastily stopped on his tracks when a familiar mob of dirty blonde hair caught his attention. It was Baekhyun’s crush’s friend, the one Baekhyun wanted Chanyeol to hook up with so he could shamelessly get into his taller friend’s pants.