Yuna knew where this was going. She did not like it one bit. Exchanging eye contact with the latter seated opposite her, they both exchanged cries for help as the others spinned the bottle gleefully. Their laughter sounded evil, she tried laughing along. The bottle slows down, Yuna crossed her fingers. As long as it was not her or the latte- oh crap. 

( a/n ) oc name would be Yuna for easy naming purposes  +  since i needed to let out my woojin feels somewhere. tomorrow's elimination day and i really don't want to let any one of them go :( i was thinking of putting this as a drabble/one-shot collection instead but i don't know if i would be able to keep up with it. ㅠ ㅠ there'll probably would be more pd101 fics coming- 

inspired by : @yourjybae 's imagines ( https://twitter.com/yourjybae/status/869852285362253824 )