The next morning Lynda was way too angry at kyuhyun to come downstairs. That was on eof the most rudst acts ever performed by him an that was saying something but she forced to go downstairs anyway and the sight of him made her want to put her fist into hsi stomach. Yuuni wasn’t there at the moment but she assumed she was outside hanging the clothes.

Lynda poured her favourite cereal in her bowl and then some milk then stabbed her spoon in, this time with much extra forced then went to the table where she usually sat and began eating. Kyuhyun must’ve suspected her foul mood as his head looked up from the newspaper for once in his life and stared at her for only a second then looked back down.

“apologise.” She said trembling out of anger. “APOLOGISE DAMMIT!” he yelled nad this time slammed his fist on the table.

“for what?” he said and this made her a great deal more angry.

“FOR YESTERDAY!”

“what did I do?” he said adn she threw a cup at him and he dodged and it smased amongst the tiles. Just then Yuuni came running into the room after hearing the commotion and saw the intense scene.

“go into your room Lynda...” she said.

“what?” said Lynda to her.

“GO INTO YOUR ROOM!” and she did, but before reaching the top of the stairs, she whispered ‘’ and he could jsut audible hear it.

He smiled at memories.

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When kyuhyun went home he took his diary out and a pen and wrote:

To Diary:

Memories are started to crawl back, unwanted meories. I’m married, I shouldn’t be thinking of memories with another woman and smiling at it. I have to make me hate her that is the only solution... and I guess showing that wanting nothing to do with her didn’t work... so I just gotta show that I don’t like her.

Cho Kyuhyun

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The next morning Lynda took a straw from her sink and stuffed it with tissues she wetted with her saliva and shot them at kyuhyn’s face while he was reading the newspaper. He looked around to where it had come from and saw the too silent figure of Lynda eating her cereal and became suspicious. He then took his own straw and wetted some tissues with his own and shot them contuinously at her head. She got up from her chair and wiped them off her trousers then looked to where it had came from but only saw kyuhyun, he looked exactly like he was before and she couldnt’ suspect him of anything, but then she remembered his brillant acting skills and kept on watch. When she was sure that no spit balls were going to go flying she let down her guard and began eating her now soggy ceral but this time she saw a movement of kyuhyn’s figure from a shadow across the floor. She could see him carrying a straw and then firing. It hit her and at just the right moment she looked up at him as the straw was in his mouth and yelled.

“I KNEW IT WAS YOU YORU CAUG—“ but then began chocking as a spit ball came into and she was forced to swallow it then he tucked his straw away nd pretended like nothing happened.

She then loked athim, convinced if it really was him, she had seen him do it but he looked so much like he hadn’t noticed anything but then saw the spit balls at her feet and then was surely convinced again... especially when he stared trembling.

With laughter.

“oh no...” he said and within seconds burst out laughing. “HAHAH!” he laughed and Lynda took the change as to get the soggy ccereal form her bowl and throw it at him. kyuhyun looed up at the cereal fell on his face and done hair.

“what do you think you are doing!” he yelled.

Lynda got up frm her chair with as much force. “hey, what happened if I chocked on that spit ball and had to go to the hospital? My body is now contaminated with YOUR spit!” she began shaking her body in hope that it’ll come off.

“YOU SHOULD BE HONOURED!” he yelled and then took the sock form hsi foot and began threw it at her.

“ewww!” she yelled. “great. Now my face smells like your feet!”

“YOU SHOULD BE HONOURED!” he yelled again and stuck out his tongue.

“oh it’s on!” she said. “you better what your step!”

“oooooo I’m totally scared of a girl that smells like a foot!”

“you sure about that?” Lynda threatened.

“YEA.”

“WELL YEA!”