EunJi's POV:

"I can't believe we spent two whole hours decorating this hotel room when we're going back to Korea tomorrow." the visual maknae said, dropping to the floor. Changjo and Niel imitated Ricky and crumbled to the ground as well. The three youngest group members were wiping off the little trickles of sweat they produced as they lied on the cool wood floors.

"How did you three work up any sweat? We only set up a tree the size of a fourth grader." Chunji pointed to the twinkling  medium sized tree behind him with his thumb. "We hyungs did most of the work too."

"That isn't true! You might have decorated most of the tree, but we worked harder than you!" Niel argued sitting up, finger up and ready to point.

"Yeah! We strung the lights up around the balcony. We almost died while doing that! Never try to balance on the railing while singing "Top of the World" by Big Bang." Ricky advised. What I was wondering was why would someone ever try that? 

"We made gingerbread men for the gingerbread house -which we also made! We also made the beds and cleaned our rooms. Then we...um... the balcony lights." Changjo continued the list. By "cleaning" and "making the beds", I think what he meant was they actually fooling around and wrestling instead of actually cleaning. That's probably how they managed to perspire.

"Who cleaned up the mess you three made?" CAP asked, smirking at their defeat.

"We were going to clean the mess until you did."

"Hey EunJi, come with me." L.Joe suddenly said while everyone else was arguing. I followed him outside to the balcony. It was oddly pretty warm tonight, not that I'm complaining.

It was actually pretty spacious outside in the balcony...for three people, that is. Even with the two of us, I didn't feel too safe so high up in this weakly built place. Imagine if wasn't just L.Joe and I out here, but it was us plus the other members. We'd probably detach the entire patio. I'm not sure if my theory is correct, but I'm positive I do not want to risk my life to find the answer to my prediction.

"The view's really amazing up here isn't it?" L.Joe sighed contently as he looked down from over the edge, completely mesmerized by the scene. He didn't seem to be scared of the super wobbly railing considering he kept on leaning forward every second. Without warning he cried, "Oh my goodness!"

I automatically screamed my boyfriend's name. For some reason my hands just covered my eyes instead of reaching for his shirt. There was a moment of pure silence. I slowly removed my hands from my eyes, expecting to see LJoe laughing his pants off from his little prank. There's only one problem with my assumption, the absence of a