Doyeon looked across the room at Yoojung. They were both exhausted from the day's dance practice, but not quite ready to go to sleep yet. Yoojung was playing a game on her phone, but it was obvious there was something else on her mind.   "What's wrong?" Doyeon asked. "And don't say nothing - I can tell something's bothering you."   Yoojung shrugged. "It really is nothing. I was just thinking about Lucy."   "She can't help being taller than you," Doyeon said with a smile. "None of us can!"   Yoojung tossed a pillow at her. "That's not what I meant and you know it!"   "Okay then," Doyeon said, smiling conspiratorially, "what did you mean?"   Yoojung looked around, as if one of their members would be hiding in their bedroom. She looked at the door, making sure it was closed, and then slid down to the end of her bed closest to Doyeon.   "I was here the other night when Lucy came in after her appointment with Stylist-nim. . ." she began, then paused.   As the pause dragged on, Doyeon got impatient. "And?"   "And Suyeon, Sei, and Lua were here waiting for her," she said. "And when she came in, they made such a big deal over her and they showered her with affection and she looked so happy."   "That's good," Doyeon said. "Certainly better than if they were all angry and yelling at each other."   Yoojung nodded. "And then I came in from my appointmentment this afternoon-"   "And you were so cute!" Doyeon interjected. "I just wanted to eat you up!"   Yoojung threw herself back in the bed. "And that's great, and I'm glad you like it, but it's just. . . like. . . um. . . you know?" Youjung raised her head, hoping Doyeon would be able to make sense of her incoherent ramblings.   Doyeon nodded. "You're thinking about OT4. And you're wondering if you want us to be part of that."   Yoojung sat up. "Something like that."   Doyeon got up and headed for the door. "We need to talk to Suyeon. I trust her to be thoughtful about this and not try to pressure you into anything."   "What?" Yoojung's head snapped up. "Really?"   Doyeon stopped and turned to face her girlfriend. "I've been expecting this to happen. I'm surprised it took you this long. I was expecting we've have this conversation at some point during the summer."   "I. . . I just. . . I didn't. . ." Yoojung stopped, a troubled look on her face. She took a deep breath and then went on. "I don't want you to think you did anything wrong. That you're not enough for me."   Doyeon walked back toward her. "I know." She leaned down and kissed Yoojung gently. "I just want you to be happy. That's why I'm going to go get Suyeon right now - because I know you won't be happy until you decide one way or the other about this."   ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^   Lucy, Lua, and Sei sat on the couch, supposedly watching a basketball game. What the were actually watching, out of the side of their eyes, was the door to Doyeon and Yoojung's room. In the middle of the first quarter, Doyeon had come out and gotten Suyeon, saying it was for an important convo. Then just before halftime, Suyeon came out and got Rina and Elly. Sei had tried asking what was going on, but Suyeon just shushed her and mouthed "later." And so they waited. Whatever was going on on the other side of that door was the most interesting thing, as far as they were concerned, but it would never do to act like it. They certainly couldn't go listen at the door, no matter how much they wanted to. So they waited, and pretended to watch the game, and acted like half their attention - or more - wasn't fixed on Doyeon and Yoojung's door. The game ended - one team won and the other didn't, but none of them could say which was which. The after-game sports news came on, which provided the three girls with an