Luhan has a problem. He needs to clean up his room, fold his clothes, AND walk his pet iguana - all under the span of thirty minutes. Exasperated, he fishes his phone out of his pocket and presses number 8 on the speed dial.

'Hello, hyung? Yeah, I think I might need some kripy kreme, a nice massage and a helmet. Like, the one Crayon Pop wears.'

'...And why is that, Xiao Lu?'

'Look at all the I have yet to do. Meh, I'll just finish it some other time.'