boyoung swallowed hard to get past the lump that was steadily forming in her throat. it wasnât often that she got like this -- sad, disappointed in herself, embarrassed -- but there was one thing that always managed to pull her out of it: her girls. brushing her hair out of her face, she pulled herself out of bed and trudged the short distance to the living room in search of her members. âcan we go out tonight? i need a drink.â after a momentâs pause: âor four.â || @rvsunnyâ @rvsookieâ @rvdoahâ @rvevieâ @rvviaâ



















