Hand to hand combat. Oh, please, shoot me now! Or give me double the time to practice, because this really, really, really isn't my event.

I have no idea how, but I somehow managed to complete the task we'd been set, though it sure wasn't pretty. Being clumsy is one thing. Being distracted is something entirely different. And after everyone telling me of Junsu's tweet, I sure as hell was distracted.

All I could think about was that Yoochun would hate this as much as I did. And that Junsu wouldn't, of course. He'd wow everyone with his style five seconds after he'd been taught each move. Yunho would sweep enemies from his path like an angry tornado, each swipe and kick precision perfect. And Changmin… Changmin would watch the instructor and then walk away a few steps to practice his moves where nobody could criticise him. Then he'd come out of his corner… fighting.

Sometimes I wish my brain had an off switch. Especially when there's no soju to muffle the pain of missing someone. Or several someones.