*Some random sunday morning inside the RV dorm*

 

Irene: Good morning, Joy.

 

Joy: Good morning, unnie 

 

Irene: Did you sleep well? 

 

Joy: Yeah, I did. How about you? 

 

Irene: Good. 

 

Joy: hmm just good? 

 

Irene: What? 

 

Joy: We don't have soundproof walls, you know *smirks*

 

Irene: *blushes* nothing much happened 

 

Joy: But you wished for much more 

 

Irene: Stop it. 

 

Joy: Okay-okay. What are you doing?

 

Irene : Wendy and I-

 

Joy : Are getting married?? 

 

Irene : No we-

 

Joy : Sit down! *takes out her planner*

 

Joy : I already got the whole thing planned since 2012

 

Irene :  What!!... Wai-

 

*Seulgi entering the room*

 

Seulgi : REALLY!!!!

 

Joy: YAASS! REALLY! 

 

*somewhere around the dorm a loud voice could be heard*

 

 WTF! YOU OLDIES DOING?! IT'S 8 IN THE ING MORNING! STFU! LEMME SLEEP

 

AN: you'll know her •_•

 

Seulgi: *gasp* Omg she swears a lot .

 

Joy: Who does that little think she is? Calling me oldie? I'm more younger than her lazy crackhead  

 

*Wendy entering the room with a spatula*

 

Wendy: What now? 

 

Seulgi: What are you cooking? 

 

Wendy: Pancakes.

 

Seulgi: Pancakes only? 

 

Wendy: Just pancakes 

 

Seulgi: OH, will that be enough? 

 

Wendy: For you? Yes 

 

Seulgi: Why not something spicy with sweet? 

 

Wendy: Like? 

 

Seulgi: Fried rice 

 

Joy: Who the s eat fried rice in the morning? 

 

Wendy: Why do your daughters have such a foul mouth? 

 

Irene: I don't ing have a daughter 

 

Wendy: Well…

 

Seulgi: So you gonna cook? 

 

Wendy: I'm already doing that 

 

Seulgi: I meant the fried rice 

 

Wendy: No 

 

Seulgi: Why not? 

 

Wendy: cuz I don't want to 

 

Seulgi: *giving puppy eyes* pleaassssee

 

Wendy: ahh.. Umh

 

Irene: Seulgi, go cook for yourself and Joy can help you *glares*

 

Seulgi: *pouts* I don't like what I cook 

 

Wendy: They both are disasters, not entering my kitchen. Nope, no, never. 

 

Joy: Unnie, I'm kinda busy here. You look, I have a wedding to plan

 

Wendy: Wedding? 

 

Seulgi: Yes. I already have the menu ready 

 

Joy: Wow. Hope you didn't forget to add chicken nuggets and fries. 

 

Seulgi: It's the first thing on my list 

 

Joy: You are the best, bear unnie.

 

*Irene has a headache coming and Wendy's confusion has reached to space*

 

Wendy: Who would even hire you for the wedding… I bet not even for a funeral. 

 

Joy: You don't know how talented I am. *tosses hair which end up hitting Seulgi in the eyes*

 

Seulgi: Why do you always hit me? Why me? 

 

Joy: You're always in the way, not my fault. Protect yourself. 

 

Wendy: Whose wedding is it?

 

Joygi: Irene Unnie!

 

Wendy: Ok-.. wai-whWhat? 

 

Joygi: *nodes*

 

Wendy: Love, what are they talking about? 

 

Irene: I don't even know myself 

 

Joy: I have been planning this for a while

 

Wendy: What? 

 

Joy: We should also invite your exes unnie 

 

Wendy: I don't have one 

 

Joy: But unnie does

 

Seulgi: You do? 

 

Irene: I do?

 

Joy: Save it for the wedding unnie. Yep will call that guy you dated in high school, your purple crush, suho and bog-

 

*Wendy started to sulk after hearing those names she hated, felt insecure.*

 

Irene: STOP! They are not even my exes. Me and that guy just dated and it was mutual, no feelings. I didn't have any purple crush, she was very nice to me regardless of how awkward I was. Suho was a rumor and Bogum was just a work partner.  

 

*Irene looked at Wendy to see if it was enough explanation, she knew how Wendy felt so low comparing herself to her aligned rumoured lovers*

 

Joy: I'm also inviting Wendy unnie from your exes list 

 

Wendy: Me? Wendy Shon? As in Seungwan Wendy Son? 

 

Irene: What the is Wendy doing in that list? 

 

Wendy: *on the verge of crying* A-am I-I not the o-one you are marrying? 

 

Joy: *mumbles* so dumb for being a smart one in the group 

 

Seulgi: *nodes*

 

Irene: What! Noo

 

Wendy: No? 

 

Joy: Technically, Wendy unnie you will be her ex-girlfriend after marriage. 

 

Seulgi: Yeah. Great Logic!

 

*Irene runs towards Wendy and cups her cheeks (top cheeks) *

 

Irene: OMG No. You're the one I'm marrying. Only you. Wendy Son. 

 

Wendy : Really? 

 

Irene: umm yeah, really 

 

Wendy : *pouts* you are not sure?

 

Irene: I am very very sure and I'll make sure you know that. *looks with burning intensity*

 

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