"Well, truth is-"
My muse thinks that no one can hear them, and starts saying what they really think about your muse. Send “Well, truth is-” for my what my muse says and their reaction to realizing yours overheard everything.
It was that day- that day wherein Yura would fulfill her promise to her group mate that she would be her manager for the day. It was to show her support and love for the younger who had been working tirelessly day and night so that she could live up to the name that the four of them had worked so hard to attain.
Yura spent the day running around broadcast stations with Minah as she carried on her activities, carrying her bags around and bringing her (or more like, them) food. It was a tiring day, that was for sure- and by the time they finished, it was already almost midnight. And so she let her do what any manager would agree on when it came to taking care of their artists, and that was to let her sleep the fatigue off.
It didn’t take long before Minah fell asleep in the passenger seat of the car she had rented from the company for that day. Glancing at her, her sleeping figure made her smile softly, her eyes reverting to the road ahead while she drove as carefully as she could. “Aigoo our Minah… You’re working so hard lately I almost feel bad that I’ve been slacking off.” She points out, “I’m so proud of you. Who would have thought we’d have the privilege to send one of our groupmates off in their solo debut, and you’re doing so well in the charts.” She nods firmly once, continuing, “Just know that I’m proud .. And I’m thankful for the friendship that we’ve shared for so many years. We’ve been through so much..” The thought was almost making her tear up, quickly blinking it all back.
"I’m thankful too." Minah muttered back in a sleepy voice, catching her off guard.
"Wah you heard everything?! Aish.. Well, it’s the truth anyways. I’m glad you did." She responds back, her giggles sandwiched in between her words, reaching her hand out to pat the younger’s head.
