who: anyone. muse: mirae kim (music teacher & vocal coach; park sooyoung fc). plot: your muse gets a very interesting/concerning text from mirae.
[ TXT ] : okay listen. this is going to sound bad. but hear me out.
mirae fires off the first of many texts, taking in a deep breath, and counting back from ten as she starts typing the next one. she can only hope that they don't question her too much as to why she wants them to do this for her. however, she feels that she can only trust them explicitly with something of this nature. she starts typing the next few and firing them off to her friend:
[ TXT ] : i need you to do something for me, please. [ TXT ] : i normally wouldn't bother you with this sort of thing but i really need your help. [ TXT ] : but i need you to be my date to my older half-brother's wedding tomorrow night.















