(so just a quick btw: I thought that maybe the previous chapter’s ending was too… well open ended, so I decided to type a short piece on how it all turns out… Hope you guys like it ^.^)

I wish I could say that everything turned out like I wanted it to, but you can’t always get what you want.

Five years have passed, I don’t drink wine anymore (except when Luhan visits, heehee) I dress like a girl, I actually cook now. I have two shows airing at the moment. Which is quite surprising as I thought my scripts were really bad. Kyungsoo, had now met a girl who he was crazy about and who was equally as crazy about him. For a while Luhan thought he was going to die alone, but one day while he was buying a box of wine, he walked into the love of his life (who was a sponsor at AA meetings, the irony), and now he is currently changing diapers, and running errands for his pregnant wife. Kris was now a big time photographer, who everyone wanted, but luckily he promised to drop everything the moment I got married, and he was serious. He flew all the way from New York to be on time for my wedding. Then again, Chanyeol (who was pretty pissed that his best friend was halfway across the world and not at his wedding) did leave him more than a few threatening voice mails.

I look up from my photo album and watch Chanyeol run after Sehun (Luhan’s son).

“Yehet!” Sehun laughs happily as Chanyeol gives him some bubble tea.

“Where did he pick that up?” I ask, looking from Kyungsoo to Luhan.

Kyungsoo shakes his head.

“I honestly don’t know” Luhan sighs.

“I think he got some of Kris’ attitude” Chanyeol comments, carrying Sehun back to us.

“It is kind of my style” Kris admits, grinning at us.

“Let’s hope our baby doesn’t have your style” Chanyeol laughs, leaning over me and placing his hand on my protruding stomach.