#gphyera

Hyera: Yeah, and you’re supposed to be dumpster diving for ham scraps, you six-piece chicken McNobody.

Send me ↕ for a scared/worried text[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I'm worried for you Hyera[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I know other people won't be as forgiving[text: Hyera 😸🐶] Even if it wasn't your fault[text: Hyera 😸🐶] Just be careful outside okay??Send me ?? for a strange/vague text[text: Hyera 😸🐶] You know what's weird[text: Hyera 😸🐶] All those months you were gone[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I never got rid of ur number[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I guess I knew you'd come backSend me ☺ for a loving/affectionate text[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I really should stop texting you so much[text: Hyera 😸🐶] But I just want you to be safe[text: Hyera 😸🐶] Ur still my bestie. Nothing will ever change that[text: Hyera 😸🐶] I love you and Angel loves you

“Turn around where?” She says, her breath hitching in her throat as she curls herself up into a ball, breath short and quick, she finds it heard to breath. This was it. This was how she died. They were surrounded, a line of shooters at the end of both vents.  Her life is flashing before her eyes and she begins hyperventilating, tears coming and pouring though she tries to conceal them from the other. Slender fingers twitch as an escape route comes to mind, though she knows there’s only enough time for one of them to make it out. “Okay, here’s the plan. I need you to go towards where we came in at, but instead of going all the way, you’re going to make a left turn and slide down he laundry shoot. It’ll be tough, and you'll have to be quiet, but i need you to go and see if it’s free. Their expecting us at either end.  If we split up, they won’t know which way to go so just travel quietly  and keep it moving.” Sunmi waits for the other’s response, chest swelling a bit as she finally bears her face toward the other, “If I don’t make it out, I need you to give something to people. In my house, there’s a safe. Tell Song Ah the password is  1428, there’s something in there for a lot of people and I need you to make sure it gets out, okay?” The smaller girl doesn’t want for the response, but instead pushes  the other in the right direction, turning back around before  she can hint as to where Hyera was heading. The silence is long, eerie and for more than once in her life time she can say she’s scared. No matter how hard she attempts to prep herself, the tears keep falling and her body keeps trembling. Below her, she can hear the cocking of guns and the sound of bullets penetrate the metal beside her. She presses her head against it and closes her eyes, hoping that for once she wouldn’t feel any more pain.

Hyera: I can be spicy! Look, my shoe’s untied and I’m not even gonna retie it! Actually I am. I could trip.

Sera: I wish you hadn't said it like that, but yeah.

Hyera: I’m not questioning your honor. I’m denying its existence.

Hyera at some point.

Zian: You’re a regular Mad Max, aren’t you?