#*rianna

          proud? excited? hyeri was grasping at thin air, simply unable to find the right words these days to express this bubbly, effervescent feeling of happiness that filled her at the sight of yeri. “baby! or should i try calling you ‘anna’ now?” the dancer still wasn’t over it; this realization that the time had come for them to be revealed to the public now, to be on their way as idols debuting under the kt name. she and ye--anna were even released on the same weekend -- a fated match-up if she’d ever experienced one. hyeri practically skips over to yeri’s side, her slim arm looping through the other’s as she presses a playful smooch to the side of yeri’s cheek. the rehearsal studio is filling up with the fellow girls now, in preparation of their dance practice yet to occur, and hyeri takes full advantage of this quiet time to monopolize all of yeri’s attention to herself. “how did your filming go? were they hard on you?” concern lilts hyeri’s voice as well as a bristling defense (anyone who made yeri upset was doomed to punishment by her!) and the older hums quietly. “y’know, this’ll be our first stage after our video, too. i’m kinda nervous.”