yeahh sorry this one is more filler-y. but stuff happens. i guess. lol.

Suho was prodded awake at 7:30 AM by a rather angry and disgruntled-looking Kris.

“We have to go,” he declared. “Go get dressed.”

“Wha...?” Suho mumbled, pulling the blankets over his head. “Needa sleep, go 'way.”

Suddenly, he felt himself rising into the air, then falling with a dull thump.

“You're heavy, I don't want to do that again. Get up before someone destroys the dorms.”

Suho sighed. “I'm not heavy! Can I at least sleep for another hour? I barely got any sleep because those idiots kept calling.”

Kris shook his head. “They're going to destroy something. I just know it.”

“Fine...” Suho grumbled, getting up and heading to the bathroom. “You owe me for this.”

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Kris looked at his phone, his eyebrows furrowing in dissatisfaction.

Why, he wondered, did Jongin put a pair of my underwear on his head?

He scrolled through some more texts, each containing more and more disconcerting pictures of chaos (although he did wonder why Lay was rolling around on Luhan's bed. That wasn't normal).

He sighed. Sometimes he wondered why he'd become the leader of EXO-M, or, as some people dubbed them, 'EXO-Men.' They certainly didn't act like men. Kris decided that he was the only sane one in EXO-M (well, Xiumin was a close second), and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

“Joonmyun! We gotta go!”

“No we don't!” came the grumbled reply.

“Don't make me come in there and drag you out.”

“You .”

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