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Laughing loudly, Hanbyul shook his head. “Woah, I’m not a dog.. And yes, I’m kidding. I ain’t that dumb.” He told the other with a look of mild offence. “I check they’re on the pill first, or at least make sure they get the morning after pill.” Dropping down onto the couch and crossing his arms over his chest with a grin at the other.

[text]: How the hell..[text]: YOU SPENT $83?![text]: Boy how the fuck..[text]: Let me not question everything

✂ : sᴛʀᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ʀᴏᴀᴅsɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ█ ▌ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs always do stupid stuff together. But there were very few friends that could honestly say they'd been stranded at the side of a road, at 4am, with no means of getting back home, or any real recollection of how they got there. But then again, there were very few people that were anything like Boston and Hanbyul. Dropping down onto the ground, he pulled the bottle of vodka that he had kept in his bag out and twisted the lid off, knocking back a large drink before extending it out to the other. ❝Let's have some fun, Brat, since it looks like we're stuck here.❞

The words ‘Knock Knock’ hit him with a bit of surprise, it had been a while since he’d heard one last and now he was unsure of if anyone he knew actually told them. Regardless, Sehun lifted his line of sight from the phone in his hands to the body he assumed the words had come from. A smile tugged at his lips as he leaned against the back of the chair he was seated in, and he replied, “Who’s there?”

-holds his hands out expectantly-

“I- uh… well you see… “ he started, a little embarrassed before he finally spilled the beans. “This is the episode where Petra dies… you’ve watched Attack on Titan, right..?”