#srvlgi

“so, seulgi,” chaesung started, approaching burnout’s drummer at a trot so he could catch up with her. “i read a comment online today that really made me think.” usually, he tried to avoid comments. the vast majority of them were nice -- especially when they were talking about the band side of burnout -- but occasionally there’d be a mean one that would make him feel sad for a day or two. this one had really stuck with him. “someone on dispatch said i could never be a drummer because my arms are too long and noodle-y. thoughts?”

“listen,” she started the second she heard the little click of seulgi answering her phone. “i know you usually call me and tell me to get dressed in the middle of the night to go out but things change.” xinyi let out a laugh. “i made a new playlist and there’s a 24 hour diner that i want to try. i need pancakes.”