𝖆𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊

having effectively been dragged to the party corner by a friend, rowon felt slightly out of his element. he had always been the social type, sure, but parties were pretty far from his comfort zone — so around the edges he stayed, content with watching the people around him have fun and spacing out rather than join in himself.

wandering around as he watched everyone, he hadn’t meant to end up standing next to bona’s seat, nor to stare, yet here he was. “oh, uh —” rowon stuttered out as he realized she was indeed talking to him, quick to shake his head as a response. “no, that’s okay. i’m not complaining — plus, the only songs that i can think of are trot songs from the 80s, which i don’t think anyone actually wants to listen to.” he chuckled, a hint of nervousness in his voice as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “you look like you’re enjoying yourself though.”

    𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖆 𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖗𝖚𝖌,

    browsing a few more songs on her ipod. “80s trot songs, huh...?”, she asked as she looked up at rowon – someone she had met a few times before, and he seemed nice enough. the only problem they seemingly liked to have was being complete opposites. now, bona really didn’t have much of a clue about trot songs, but she vaguely could imagine what the other was talking about. “come here.”, she said as she pulled a nearby chair up closer to the other, patting it, motioning for the other to sit down. 

areum’s brows furrowed, the longer she spent with the other the more things seemed very…off. who even was this person and more importantly, why had aree just run into her after being here for well over a year. she only assumed that they were new, or maybe she really should start mingling with the tenants more. “okay.” she stated softly, approaching her door and slipping the key inside to unlock it. she turned the knob and carefully pushed it open, using her foot as a door stop. “would you like to come in?” aree asked, nevermind thinking of how odd that must be for the other.

without even waiting for an answer, areum was leading the other inside, placing the paper bag on the kitchen table and turning back to face her. finally, she had been given a name and she couldn’t fight back the bright smile that lit up her features at the realization. “bona. wait–” she gave her a quick once over, before her eyes landed back on her face, one she’d spent more time than she’s willing to admit staring at photos of. “what are the fucking odds, huh? fate really is something.” she laughed softly. “how have you been? it’s been a while, right?”

    𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖋𝖆𝖘𝖙,

    and bona was trying to keep up with everything. she had followed along out of curiosity, eyes wandering around the other’s place before landing on aree once more. she had mumbled a soft ‘sure’ before stepping in, already feeling slightly awkward. after all, this would have maybe been the next step in whatever they were developing; which quickly turned into nothing. and now she was there because of a grocery bag, or something like that. 

she knew it was a mistake to use a kid as an excuse. she likes kids and has fun babysitting them. however, she’s nowhere near mother-material. she still needs to mature before that time comes. but now she’s in the lie. her fingertips were inches away from the drone, wanting to grab it and make her quick exit. so close. she watches the other almost mock her with the device, spinning the propeller with a smug look. it took all of her mental strength not to rudely snatch the drone back. how old was this girl, anyway? she couldn’t be older than kyungmi, and if she was, it must be by a year—maximum. 

“ yes, my… kid. ” she confirms with as much confusion—definitely should have said niece. “ he’s like…. six. he often plays in the park alone. ” kyungmi scratches the back of her neck. that’s what parents do, right? the following comment cocked a brow. is she——flirting? a few blinks from her eyelids as her brain tried to process that sentence. she was usually the first to initiate those one-liners, so it took her back being on the receiving end. now it was her turn to let eyes wander down; short hair, laid-back styling, an intimidating aura, and cool exterior. in a way, it’s what kyungmi wants to be, but a nerd is what she’s stuck with. when eyes meet again, she reaches out to grab the drone extended to her. a grin tugging at her lips. “ thank you. ”

it was the perfect time to leave, but it was kyungmi. the exchange was about to get fun—how could she go? “ you don’t have to bet, you can just come to my place to see if he’s cute or not. ”

    𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆𝖓 𝖔𝖉𝖉 𝖊𝖝𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊,

    bona had thought. and it was seemingly only getting worse and more absurd. the stranger was definitely suspicious at best and a danger to society at worst. “he’s like six?”, she mumbled after the other, brows definitely furrowed at their shared confusion. wait– why did the other seem confused as well? bona tried to brush it off, but the thought definitely stayed in the back of her mind. “and you got him this... weirdly diy-looking drone?”, bona kept asking, wondering if the other was just creeping around on people through the windows, her gaze slowly crawling up the building, wondering how many people one could stalk with with that kind of device. she had been distracted, fingertips running over her knuckles as she thought about it, until the other’s voice brought her back to reality. 

    “you’re welcome.”, she said with a soft grin on her lips, wondering where this encounter was going. something definitely seemed fishy, but bona let the other entertain her – maybe this would be the only highlight of her day after all. the other definitely didn’t give off mom-vibes, most likely because they both seemed to be in the same age range. not like it was impossible, but... the other just didn’t seem the type. she let go of the drone, handing it over to the other, almost reluctantly; as if the mystery was abou to just disappear into the day and bona would never know what really happened to the entire situation – that was until she heard the next words coming out of the stranger’s mouth. 

                eyes gleaming with merriment, she gave the other a thumbs up. on her own, yuri was beyond entertaining. all she did was talk to her camera while she filmed a skincare routine but for some reason, her subscribers would eat it right up. she figured it was because she was witty and wasn’t afraid to show her true colors. no matter how arrogant she came off people still dared to watch her. she knew not to question it, though. she just accepted her fate as a celebrity. with bona at her side, yuri knew this video would be a hit. she normally didn’t collab with anyone since she liked for the focus to be on her at all times but she didn’t mind sharing it with bona. “ we’re like a dynamic duo , no ? “ she questioned , a soft chuckle leaving her lips. “ racing each other ?! “ she squeaked after hearing bona’s suggestion. she was sure she’d make a fool out of herself but she really wanted to take her up on her offer. “ are you messing with me or are you serious ? don’t play with me , bona . “

                “ it is not bullshit. on behalf of starbucks i am completely offended ! “ her hand fell over her chest - way too dramatically. while yuri did drink the caramel foam bullshit that bona described, she was in no way seriously offended by her words. the biker had a point, actually. drinks from the coffee chain were terribly overpriced and not always worth the money. yuri couldn’t help the loud laughter that escaped her mouth when she saw the overalls she was supposed to wear. nothing was wrong with them but they definitely weren’t what she was used to. but this whole day was kind of out of the ordinary so she couldn’t really say anything. “ i’ll make it sexy,” she assured her, taking a closer look. “ all i get is a pretty nice ? so rude . when you see me in this i’ll be irresistible to everyone . all while protecting my butt . “

𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖊𝖉 𝖆 𝖉𝖞𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖎𝖈 𝖉𝖚𝖔,

    bona couldn’t deny yuri’s words. with a nod, she handed over the overalls, crossing her arms over her chest. “yeah, racing each other. i mean, maybe we should use like... bobby cars or something like that.”, she ended up laughing, the thought of yuri being catapulted off the bike in some sort of comical way wasn’t exactly her goal, neither was it pleasant to think about a whole lot. wiggling her finger in the air, bona shook her head. “bad idea, again. we can’t have anything happen to our precious yuri.”, bona explained, taking the few steps over to the bike that had been parked in the garage, taking a sip from the coffee – the taste was a bit bland, but it did its job. letting her hand run over the seat, she cleared it of any sort of residue that could have gathered there. 

    𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖆 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖜,

    bona had spent most of the evening just lounging in one of the chairs, an old ipod connected to the speakers with an aux cable. was this the most effective way to do it? no. was this the only way she would have it? yes. replacing the straw with a cigarette in between her lips, bona was about to light it when she felt eyes on her. 

with bona seated on the edge of the tub, danbi kneels instead with a damp washcloth, letting water run over the worst of the scrapes and gently cleaning away what she can. she gets some of the dirt and gravel off the older girl before bona stands again, making a choice she’d been half-expecting, from old habits she still knows. “ it’s gonna sting, ” she warns, letting go of the other’s arm when she stands, closing the first aid kit back for now. bona avoids her gaze and she averts her eyes too; a once-familiar scene is strangely clinical and detached now, efficient and gratefully over in a few seconds when bona sinks into the tub, bubbles hiding her from view.

does she want to look? she wants to know, in some form of self-sabotaging curiosity, what’s new about bona, even though she feels as if she’s got no right to it and will only be hurt by whatever she finds. so she doesn’t, turns to put the first aid kit on the cover of the toilet seat, about to stand and leave it to bona when a hand reaches out to hold onto her wrist. she has no excuses for choosing to perch herself on the edge of the tub, even though part of the rim is wet and slowly soaking through thin cotton sleepwear.

“ i told you, ” danbi sighs, lips quirking up in a smile too familiar and fond.  “ it’s nice, huh? ” she repeats, teasing, and pushes the wet hair out of the other’s face. leaning down, she cups a handful of water to bona’s neck and lets it pour over, her thumb gentle as she rubs the streaks of grime off her clavicle. she lapses into silence, unsure of what to say, focusing on washing away the dirt smudged on bona until she doesn’t have excuses to touch her skin anymore. her fingers are starting to wrinkle up. danbi inhales, a shaky thing, hands curling away from the other’s shoulder. “ scoot up, ” she says, finally, tapping the base of bona’s neck, “ i’ll help you with your back too. ”

    𝖎𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖇𝖚𝖙...

    somehow just being close to the other without knowing much about the situation in general stung more. her eyes had been glued on danbi’s face, wondering. she had always thought such a pretty girl like her must have moved on quickly, specially being far away from home. bona let the situation sink in, wondering again; why was the other here? next to her tub, on her knees, a washcloth in hand. “ah– danbi-”, the words slipped out, a slightly worried expression on her own face. did she feel embarrassed? maybe slightly. just something wasn’t right; maybe things felt so familiar and so wrong at the same time that bona had trouble with comprehending what was happening. 

    where fingertips met her skin, bona could feel the heat seep through, similar to the sting she had felt whenever the cloth had met her scratches. if she hadn’t been surrounded by hot water, she would have gotten goosebumps. the other was close, maybe too close, and with how easy bona could just reach out and pull her in, it took her all of her will to not just do that. she had kept her fingers lightly wrapped around danbi’s wrist, biting her lower lip as she tried to suppress any thought or feeling. why was she being this nice? what for? did she have a motive? 

                he quickly dismissed her with a nonchalant hand movement. “ it’s just whatever at this point, don’t even worry about it. ” it was too early to think about topics as deep as that, so mingyu decided to drop the subject for good and move on with his uneventful day instead. “ your life seems peaceful enough to me though, so you must be one of god’s favourites after all. i, on the other hand, am one of his least favourite children. well, if he exists, anyway. ” it wasn’t really a possible thesis in his mind, but he never wanted to talk too much about things that he couldn’t prove. it was easier to simply never spare inexplainable things too many thoughts. life was simpler that way and much less stressful.

                rolling his eyes, the brunet ruffled his older sister’s hair. “ stop being so negative all the time; no one’s on the lookout to beat my ass. i’m doing liveshows, i’m not making deals with the mafia. i doubt that anyone’s gonna try and stalk me either, so don’t get your panties in a twist, bona. ” deep down he appreciated the other’s concern, yet the bratty younger brother in him would never let him admit it to himself or worse, to her. “ sounds good to me. drinking this early though? ” gazing at the clock for a brief moment, mingyu reelised that it wasn’t morning anymore; man, why’d he sleep so long? “ well, you know, forget me complaining about the time. whatever, i’m down for your suggestion. ”

    𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓,

    and bona was trying to drag her thoughts along. maybe her brother should have been an academic after all, everything he said always sounded so deep when it most likely really wasn’t. “why do you think my life is peaceful? i mean you’re not super wrong about it. i just do what i want. you do that too though, don’t you?”, bona questioned, wondering what would be going on in her brother’s head sometimes. just wondering though. “not sure if i would be gods favorite, though... then god must be pretty messed up...”, the racer ended up laughing. 

“A f-friend of m-mine in t-the a-apartment s-suggested the s-stage t-thing and I n-never t-thought a-about it b-but w-would be n-nice” Soojin told her with a nod. “I d-don’t d-drink u-usually” she replied to the other with flustered cheeks, she knew it was weird that she wasn’t used to drink. She nodded. “S-Soda s-sounds g-good. A-And s-sure. Y-You’re a-always w-welcome to s-stop by my a-apartment”.

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    𝖊𝖞𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖎𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖘𝖔𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖌𝖊,

—

“ well,i just gonna cheer extra loud then and send all our subs after you. i mean, fans of video games are actually into stuff like that. all that is exciting and out of the ordinary so i gonna tell them all to go and check you out… i am not really big but i mean hey, if one out of a thousand is interested, it still matters, right? “  hyunhoon’s simply going to be confident about it and will do what he can to cheer for his friend. maybe it won’t make a big change but personally, he always feels better when he knows there are some to support.

a soft laugh follows and he walks closely by her step, pulling on his jacket. “ i mean, what isn’t overpriced these days? there is this coffee shop i used to love going to in itaewon but ever since that netflix show aired and they were in the background of a scene, their prices have gone mad. sad times. “ he still loves to go there for shopping, there are a few smaller stores selling quite a few unique pieces of clothing.

mh, does he have favorites when he comes to alcohol? “ maybe sounds surprising if we take my milkshake addiction into consideration but when it comes to other drinks, i am not too much of a sweet tongue. i will be fine tho, in the worst of all cases, i just go with your good old basic choice. “

    𝖒𝖆𝖞𝖇𝖊 𝖍𝖞𝖚𝖓𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖐𝖊𝖞 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖘,

    however, bona quickly dismissed his words with a wave of her hand. “ah, you don’t really need to send your followers. i mean i do appreciate it, but...”, bona tried to think of any reasons why she wouldn’t need them, but she just ended up shrugging. “you know what? send them over then.”, the racer laughed, showing the other a bright smile. “even one new fan would be enough.” 

    bona rubbed her temples as she listened to the other, just shaking her head. “seriously? just because of a netflix show?”, she wondered, somehow rather out of the loop with all things pop culture. “was the coffee good at least?”, she ended up wondering – maybe it was worth a trip after all. “must be a reason why they chose that place.” 

while she awaited her answer from the other, aree continued looking for her keys, easily becoming even more frustrated the more she struggled to balance the bag in her opposite arm. “oh! please, yes!” she gave them a soft smile and carefully fumbled around in her bag until she’d located her skull keychain, placing it into her mouth before walking through the doors and taking the bag back. “thank you.” 

aree wondered who this person was. she’d seen them a few times in passing, but never quite had the opportunity to introduce herself. now, was perfect and she was always up for making a new friend. “i guess we are. although, i definitely wish we’d met much sooner. i guess better late than ever huh? maybe we’ll have the chance to become very good friends.” her next question caused aree to raise her own brow, her features mirroring the person beside her. “i am aree. oh, fuck…wait, have we met before?” she asked. “you never told me your name, by the way.” 

    𝖍𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖌𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓?

    bona kept wondering. she thought that, maybe, at some point the two had really hit it off enough. or maybe she had just been imagining that – but... suddenly the thought of her having kept the other in her mind longer and aree just completely forgetting was having her rather frustrated. holding the bag, she only blinked a few times, watching the other struggle with her keys and the door. “no worries.”, she ended up saying, raising her brows a little as she tried to peek into the other’s grocery bag. 

niki was so focused on the eye make-up (are we surprised that she chose glitters over anything else by now?) that when bona suddenly moves away from her and starts rubbing her eye, she couldn’t help but sigh in despair at the female’s reaction. “i fucking told you not to move, didn’t i? it’s not my fault that you couldn’t sit still when i’m putting the glitters on,” she says, now getting a little upset at the sight of bona smearing the make-up she has done earlier off her face. ah, there goes her hard work. “look at what you did! now it’s all ruined,” she tells bona, another sigh manages to escape from niki before she could roll her eyes at the female’s next words. “what do you take me for? if i really wanted to murder you, you would have already been dead by now, bona. why would i even waste my fucking time doing your make-up?“ god, she’s not a fucking sadist. “unless your last wish is to die pretty or whatever.” as if she’d grant any last wish. (funny enough, that actually sounds like something niki would have asked for.) no, she wouldn’t be that considerate if she ever became a murderer anyways. “now do you want me to fix that mess on your face or not?”

𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖆 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖉𝖑𝖞,

she paused her steps and hid behind a parked car; out of the girl’s view. what are the odds of the owner of the bike appearing seconds after the incident? high, apparently. her plan was to pick the vehicle from the ground, inspect the damages (which she hoped was none or very little), take her drone, and run inside to her apartment. but it’s never that easy for kyungmi. and she was a female. men were easier to persuade. she doesn’t do it often—if ever—but if it’s a hefty bill, she may bat her eyes and suggest forgiveness in various forms besides money. however, she feels she can’t do that with the girl patiently awaiting the culprit. “ fuck, ” she curses under her breath. a sigh of defeat. “ why wasn’t i born with sex appeal? ”

she raised from her hiding spot, acting as if she picked something up, just in case the other was looking in her direction. she kept her shoulders back and her head high. another plan is already brewing with every step. “  oh my god! ” she exclaims, “ did my kid— ” should she have said niece? “ hit you with his drone? oh my gosh, i am so sorry. he’s always flying this stupid thing around and gets it lost—or crashes into something. i’m going to kill him one of these days. ” she shakes her head in disappointment. a hand is reaching for the drone resting on the bike’s seat.

    𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖒𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑 𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖊,

    bona wanted to know who the culprit was. drones were not to fly this low anyway, right? specially... this looked homemade? she was still inspecting the device, turning it in her hands, eyes trying to take in the details even though she didn’t know much about drones – but it definitely wasn’t the first machine she would be keeping an eye on. taking another drag from her cigarette, she turned around a little, trying to scan if anyone had been coming closer; there was no way someone would be just wasting hundred-thousands of won just like that, they surely must have wanted their device back. 

Soojin nodded to her. “A-Alright. W-We c-can do a a-animated m-music v-video or a s-special s-stage. W-What do y-you t-think?” she asked Bona. She nodded once again. Though she was shy it was still a opportunity. She knew fame wouldn’t come from day at night. “Y-Yeah. I do my o-own l-lyrics” she replied. 

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𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖆,

━ ♡ bona

                    “ you know , after i post this you’ll have tons of people knocking on the door begging to be your servant , “ she spoke proudly , completely confident in this video being successful . she said it jokingly but there was doubt in her mind that this video would be a game changer for the both of them . yuri even considered the thought of making more videos with the other . well , that was if bona wasn’t completely turned off from her by the end of the day . “ i can ? “ a lot of people didn’t know this about her but she loved mugs . she consumed a lot of tea and coffee so she always liked to drink out of something fun . while she didn’t consider herself to be a collector or anything , she had a few in her home that meant a lot with her . and this cup with the snake decal on it would be a perfect addition to her collection .

                      nodding at the other’s words , a grin surfaced on yuri’s face . “ going alone might not be the best choice . one , i’m almost positive that i’m gonna get too excited and kinda … ruin everything . and two , if or when that happens i’m gonna need you to save me . ‘cause my face is my moneymaker and i can’t afford to ruin it . “ she laughed , imagining herself immediately crashing as soon as she sat on the bike . it’d be just her luck to do something like that . “ milk and sugar , please . it’s the only way to drink coffee . at least in my opinion . can you drink yours black ? my tastebuds just cannot handle that . “ she shuddered , taking the packs from bona and dumping into her coffee .

    𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖊𝖉 𝖞𝖚𝖗𝖎'𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊,

    and she could feel it herself. there was just something about the other that made bona feel special. like this could be it. with the help of yuri, millions of sponsors would come flying – one could dream, right? she let out a laugh at the other’s words, pursing her lips as she nodded. “i mean, i can kind of believe you, i think. maybe people will like it. i mean the video got everything it needs: you, me...”, the racer grinned at the other, beyond amused. “yeah, just keep it. let’s not forget to pack it later when we are heading back.”, she said to the other, mostly as a note to herself as she often would forget little things like that. “next time we could do something even more extreme. like... racing each other?”, she suggested with the grin still plastered across her face, raising her brows. she knew that was a stupid idea. 

                he knew his sister’s words were true, yet they were still somewhat painful to hear. it didn’t matter how much older he got or how much he pretended that he was not a family person; no one liked when their parents didn’t give a flying fuck about them. right? he wasn’t weak, just normal. “ how do i know you wouldn’t cut me off if you got too fed up with me, hm? i somehow wouldn’t put it past you at this point. ” they weren’t the most affectionate siblings and she was still of the same blood as his parents, so who was he to say that she would always be by his side? “ even if they cut us both off, i graduated top of my class. i could go to university or something if i had to and provide for the both of us. ” what a horrible future that would be.

                “ maybe i’m just pessimistic. but i figured it would be smarter to use a fake name when doing online sex work. for … very obvious safety reasons. also because i don’t really want people i know in real life to find me online, but whatever happens happens. i don’t care anymore at this point. ” it wasn’t like he was doing insane shit on the internet, so as long as he didn’t make it awkward, it wasn’t going to be. “ well, i don’t want you thinking about my whatever it is that you wanna call it, so we’ll just leave it at that. ” mingyu grimaced, shaking his head slightly. “ i want something spicy. doesn’t matter what exactly, as long as it sets my mouth on fire. you know me. ”

    𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖉 𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖜,

    bona’s brows furrowing together. “i don’t even know what’s going on anymore.”, she quickly said, shaking her head. “i am not disowning anyone, i don’t really mind. in the end you have to learn how to deal with people you don’t want to deal with in one way or another. if i would get rid of you guys then i am sure the next person would pop up and annoy me. that’s just how life is. i don’t believe god wanted me to live peacefully.”, bona explained, scrollinh through her phone. she had never thought about cutting her brother off, neither did she really think about doing that with her parents – she mostly just took things as they were with or without complaints.