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╭ ╮ ━━━ " 📂 " ..⃗. ༉
𝙍 𝙊 𝙈 𝘼 𝙉 𝘾 𝙄 𝙉 𝙂
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! chapter one hundred & thirty three ─── ʚĭɞ
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If Miyeon had any bad habits, one of her worst was the constant forgetting to put an alarm on to wake her up the next morning. Although the way she woke up didn't exactly fit her normal circumstances.
Her vision was half filtered with dark material when her eyes flickered open, lifting her head upwards and lraising her hand, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. She was still on her sofa, the curtains across her windows still very much open and whilst the TV screen didn't show an image, the orange light below it indicated it was still on.
A knitted blanket was pulled over her legs, one of the decorative cushions squished into an unshapely manner under her arms. But most of all, her focus was on the thing she had been leaning on.
Which wasn't necessarily a thing, but a person.
Seojun seemed to wake up as her eyes locked on him, groaning and stretching his arm out of what must have been an uncomfortable position. Miyeon jumped when she felt something on her shoulder, only to glance down and see his hand resting there, pulling the girl beside him closer without a second thought.
