#mobile:kkt

[ kkt ] we were a little worried when we didn’t see you there the morning we went in for last minute preparations but the staff passed on the message! i hope you’re okay now? ㅜㅜ 

[ kkt — 지호 ]  Yup I am, dont worry about me! It would take alot more to get rid of me bruh! hahaha 

Grabbing his phone upon hearing the message signal, he quickly unlocked it and glanced at the screen with a surprised expression on his face. Curiosity overwhelming him all a once—his female friend had not contacted him for quite a long time now, after all—he tapped the device in his hands a few times, listening to both of the voice messages he had received and a salve of heartily laughter erupting from him right after, immensely amused with what he just heard. Deciding to play along, he decided to answer right away in a much similar fashion.

[ ✉ ᴋᴋᴛ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ] ➤ I wanna—hold you tight, make you mine, never leave me alone~ (the last, longer note is cut in half, interrupted by his own laughter)

[ ✉ ᴋᴋᴛ ] ➤ ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

     Propping her legs up on the coffee table in a rather un-ladylike manner, Hara stretched out, eyes closing for the briefest of moments as she allowed her phone to drop on the couch beside her, the other hand kneading her palm into her eyes out of fatigue. To be honest, she was jealous; as her colleagues and fellow Hallyu idols were actively making comebacks, promoting and meeting their fans, she was still trapped in the state of uncertainty, the KARA Project inconsistent in results and Kara's future a muddled mess. Regardless of how disgruntled she was feeling, she continued to support her friends (and boyfriend), and it would've been ridiculous if she hadn't given the song at least a listen or two. A cheerful barrage of 'KaTalk!'s notified her of her friend's reply, and she picked up the mobile device before holding the phone to her ear, a quiet chuckle slipping from her lips and tapping a few quick replies with a playful tone to her messages.

She tries to do her best imitation of their mutual friend Hakyeon's voice, clearing her throat once before leaning her elbows against the pillow in front of her, raising the mobile phone towards her lips before mumbling in her best impersonation of VIXX's leader.

[ ✉ KKT VOICE ] : "I don't want your dirty ass money."

A loud laugh bubbled from her, pulling the phone away from her mouth as she turned to lay on her back instead, hand clamped in an attempt to muffle the sounds of amusement coming from her. She allowed a minute or two to pass, lips clamping together once in attempt to maintain a serious composure before once again lifting the metal slab up to her mouth, her best sulky voice seeping into her tone as she tried to guilt-trip the man for telling her to 'get out' of the Kakao group chat between the trio.