“Oh man. Oooooh man. Who’s that?” He looked over, staring wide-eyed and holding his hands up, all but defeat in the face of the obviously superior rapping skills. “Your flow got me shook, have you won Unpretty Rapstar yet?”

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❛ please tell me that’s the new chorus of a song because that would top the charts for sure, ❜ honey says after a few moments of silence, her voice deadpanning despite the way her eyes seem to be lit up with her amusement. leaning her head against an open palm, she idly glanced her way around the room, listening to dim noise that seemed to be all around them; a belated giggle managed to slip past her lips, despite her attempts to keep it in her chest. jiggery pokery... fuck. that shit was just funny.     

Damn I’ve been caught. And by who? Woo who? Woo Taewoon himself!?  Hey now, when’d you start buttering me up like this huh? You’re not about to ask me for something are you? Ey, taking advantage of a sleep-deprived kid like that. 

He gasps loudly, the cartoonish sound too overly dramatic to be considered serious. “Noona, never. How could I?” Clutching onto the material on his chest, he shakes head. “If I was a woman, you all would be my rolemodels. As it is, I just sit in the corner and weep to your photos, thinking about the good ole days… Notice me, noona.”