Red Velvet is free for the entire day as they finished their schedule for today in the early morning from 4-10 am. They felt their tiredness slip away at the thought of spending time together.

 

They decided to eat take out for lunch and dinner, and will strictly watch anything but horror movies. 

 

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Joy went to living room where she saw Yeri being weird again. 

 

Joy: Are you okay? 

 

Yeri: Why wouldn't I be? 

 

Joy: I just saw you scolding the chair 

 

Yeri: It got in my ing way 

 

Joy:  You good? 

 

Yeri: Nothing just my toe hurting 

 

Joy: Okay 

 

Yeri: Okay 

 

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Seulgi: *falls down the chair*  Who in the sake of pringles broke the chair? 

 

Wendy: Joy did. 

 

Seulgi: Why? 

 

Irene: It hurt Yeri

 

Seulgi: She broke the chair for that? 

 

Wendy: THE CHAIR HURT YERI! 

 

Seulgi: Ah okay. Unnie, are you okay with this? 

 

Irene: I was about to burn it down but Wendy didn't let me

 

Seulgi: Can we repair this, then? 

 

Wendy: No other chairs should know what would happen if they ever hurt Yeri. 

 

Seulgi: Isn't it too much? 

 

Irene: Shall I ask Joy to answer your queries? 

 

Seulgi: No, I'm good. 

 

Wendy: You better be

 

Seulgi: *lightly kicking chair's leg* You bad-bad chair, how dare you hurt my Yerim?!

 

Irene: *nods in approval*

 

Seulgi: *huffs*

 

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Yeri: Seulgi unnie, what are you doing? 

 

Seulgi: Umm, consoling the chair?

 

Yeri: What? You broke the chair? 

 

Seulgi: No-no, I didn't. Joy broke the chair. 

 

Yeri: Why did she do that? 

 

Seulgi: Because it hurt you 

 

Yeri: But why are you consoling the chair? 

 

Seulgi: Because I kicked it 

 

Yeri: Ehh? You are so weird 

 

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Yeri: Joy unnie, why did you break the chair? 

 

Joy: I didn't do anything, it just broke down itself

 

Yeri: It was fine before noon 

 

Joy: It was fine before it hurt you 

 

Yeri: You love me that much? 

 

Joy: I don't like others taking what's mine  *huffs*

 

Yeri: *blushes* A-and what's yours? 

 

Joy: Right to hurt you 

 

Yeri: …...Seriously? 

 

Joy: Yeah. 

 

Yeri: So, you don't love me? 

 

Joy: I never said that 

 

Yeri: But you didn't agree either 

 

Joy: Do I have to? 

 

Yeri: Of course, you have to

 

Joy: Isn't my actions enough for you to know? 

 

Yeri: If you mean by bullying me, pranking me, and being annoying all the time, I know for sure. 

 

Joy: And what do you know by that? 

 

Yeri: That you don't like me and for some reasons hate me. Also you are super jealous of me 

 

Joy: Wait what? Hating I understand but jealous of you? Jealous of what? 

 

Yeri: Maybe because I'm Irene unnie's favorite daughter and maknae on the top

 

Joy: You are not her daughter or neither maknae on top.

 

Yeri: Then you must hate me. 

 

Joy: Why would I hate you? 

 

Yeri: You tell me 

 

Joy: Right now I'm realizing you look and sound the same as Irene unnie when she gets mad 

 

Yeri: How? 

 

Joy: Scary

 

Yeri: I'm telling unnie you called her scary 

 

Joy: You little snitch

 

Yeri: You giant  

 

Joy: And you ask why I don't like you

 

Yeri: Finally you agreed. Thanks for being honest.

 

Joy: Your welcome 

 

Yeri: *looks sad*

 

Joy: It's true I don't like you 

 

Yeri: I know now

 

Joy: Because I love you

 

Yeri: I kn-wait, YOU DO? 

 

Joy: Why are you surprised? 

 

Yeri: Didn't you just say you don't like me? 

 

Joy:  Like and love are two different things 

 

Yeri: If you don't like me, how can you love me? 

 

Joy: It doesn't mean liking someone makes you love them too. 

 

Yeri: But you at least have to like someone to love them, right? 

 

Joy: You don't get it Yeri. 

 

Yeri: Then explain to me. 

 

Joy: If you like a flower what will you do? 

 

Yeri: Umm I'll get it 

 

Joy: Right, Yeriana. You'll pluck it. But what would you do if you loved the flower? 

 

Yeri: I...I will um not let anyone else touch it

 

Joy: Hmm. But if I love the flower, I'll water it, take care of it and let it live till it withers down. 

 

Yeri: Ah

 

Joy:  Some people are allergic to flowers, so they don't get near it but they appreciate its beauty, its color, and its significance from afar, seeing it bloom and wither. They don't pluck it but let it blossom. 

 

Yeri: They don't like it but love it from a distance. 

 

Joy: Exactly 

 

Yeri: You mean to say you might not show it but you love me? 

 

Joy: Why are you still questioning it?

 

Yeri: I don't know 

 

Joy: Can't you see how much I love and adore you? 

 

Yeri: Once and for all, you said what I wanted to hear 

 

Joy: I don't say, it doesn't mean I don't 

 

Yeri: I know, but sometimes you do need to voice it, unless they'll never know

 

Joy: I know. 

 

Yeri: Have to say it  unnie, you got a beautiful mind. 

 

Joy: Thank you for finally acknowledging me

 

Yeri: I always did 

 

Joy: But sometimes we have to voice it, unless they'll never know 

 

Yeri: Yah! Okay I get it. Don't need to bombard my words back. 

 

Joy: Haha. And Yeri-ah, I love you. 

 

Yeri: I love you too. 

 

*Both cringes hard*

 

Joy: This feels weird 

 

Yeri: Weirder than enduring Wendy unnie's cheesy pick up lines. 

 

Joy: But she is honest with her words. 

 

Yeri: Abs