#: answer.

° ♡ ̖́-  — for a few seconds, seolhyun does nothing but blink rapidly. she knows from firsthand experience just how animated mamamoo can be;  music show recordings were always super fun when the two groups promoted at the same time. but this? this is on a whole new level entirely and, quite frankly, seolhyun is unsure whether she should laugh at the older girl or cry. or call 911. maybe all three at the same time. “what even made you do that? ah, unnie, seriously!” however funny the situation might be at first glance, with solar in all her loud and jittery glory, it could be a cause for concern because consuming that much caffeine can’t possibly be good for you. on the contrary, it could be fatal. “i’m going to call your members and tell them to search the dorm and get rid of every single product that contains caffeine…! please don’t die on me… i’m going to make you chug three liters of water!”

° ♡ ̖́-  — she nearly lets out a groan at the terrible, terrible joke but she manages to pass it off as a light, almost forced giggle at the last second. she doesn’t want to hurt his feelings... not that much, at least. “ha-ha! wow, changjo… you’re truly the comedian our generation needs… but not the one we deserve. now you know what to do if you ever decide to leave teen top..! seriously, i didn’t think i’d ever get to hear such an amazing pun.” the good-natured sarcasm basically drips from her voice. it’s apparent that he knows just how bad that was, since he’s practically begging her to laugh. “to what do i owe the pleasure?”

[ ✉ :  홍의진 ] [ ✉ ] i mean… it can’t be that bad, but it still sounds gross… and that’s coming from me! i’d honestly eat anything[ ✉ ] please tell me you’re not experimenting because you’re out of milk…ㅠㅠ[ ✉ ] should i buy a gallon of milk and come over to save you? 

° ♡ ̖́-  —“but… oppaaa!” seolhyun whines, despite the fact that he just scolded her; their dinner plans got postponed due to both parties’ hectic schedules and, with every decent restaurant closed, their options were limited. “i’m hungry, sleepy, and freezing.” she’s sniffling, just to emphasize the “freezing” part; they’re basically out of ideas at this point, ready to just call it a night and go back to their homes when a lightbulb goes off in seolhyun’s head and she exclaims out loud, attracting a few curious looks, but they don’t pay her much mind. “i just remembered... there’s this samgyeopsal place nearby...! the ahjummas won’t care! just pull on your mask and keep your head down... no one will know it’s us!” she throws on a wide smile before tugging her own mask up, latching onto his arm and dragging him into the general direction of the restaurant. “come on! it’s really good, i promise!”

° ♡ ̖́-  —  “i think it’d be pretty hard but if you practiced hard enough — hang on, why are you even asking me this?!” seolhyun can’t help but raise both eyebrows at the younger girl. she wonders if her friend is planning to do something reckless just for the fun of it. she definitely seems like the type. maybe seolhyun is just overreacting, because she’s half a second away from gripping jennie’s shoulders to shake her out of the idea. “don’t tell me you’re gonna try and do that… what if it goes terribly wrong and you get hurt? maybe you should just stick to doing wheelies on a regular bike… yah, is yang hyunsuk-nim trying to get you to do this for your next video? i’m going to break his door down and yell at him so he gets you a body double!”

° ♡ ̖́-  — “but… you can’t just beat up people and not say sorry!” there’s a hint of something that could only be explained as motherly disapproval in her voice, but there’s some amusement mixed in there because she just can’t imagine the usually well-behaved boy getting into a fight. “well… you can’t just beat people up, period. ever stop to think what that could do to your image as a rising idol, huh? i’m not gonna make you go apologize but… well, you should! ah, what do i do with you, you reckless little thing?” she lets out an exasperated sigh and just shakes her head at him before raising her hand to smack the back of his head. not too gently. just so he can reflect and think about the consequences. “did he have it coming, at least? what’d he do?”