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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙊 𝙈 𝘼 𝙉 𝘾 𝙄 𝙉 𝙂
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! chapter one hundred & eleven ─── ʚĭɞ
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Seojun and Miyeon had joined Suho at his house, managing to make some ramen and together they sat around the counter and ate it.
Their day hadn't been filled with physical activities (unless you counted Seojun and Suho running away from those men the first angered), but they were truly exhausted in the emotional sense. Visiting Seyeon's grave together had been a big step. And it was necessary for them to do so, to consolidate the truth that had been revealed and fall back into what their lives could have been had the truth just been told.
Suho leaned back, the noodles far to hot. "Stop spilling." He told Seojun, who was eating them incredibly quickly across from him. "Should I add rice?"
"Yes." Seojun and Miyeon replied, watching as Suho filmed the pot before taking another portion for t themselves.
Seojun's eating habits seemed to have deteriorated but front of his friends, and he finished his in probably record time. "Thanks." He said, looking over at Suho. "Get me some water." Seojun's hand pointed over to the refrigerator. With a sigh, Suho did as he was asked and moved to get him some, only for a phone to ring and he slammed the door and turned back.
