Invisible String || PURINZ

09 • a night out

"Are you sure this is the right place? I knew I shouldn't have trusted you and Sakura with the booking," Chaewon groaned. She looked around the street, looking for an entrance to their hotel.

A few people passed them by, but it was nothing like the crowds in Seoul. They left a few hours ago, and had spent all morning packing and bickering. Now they were in the city they all wanted to go to, which was known for its beautiful park. They went there during their promotions once, but never had a chance to freely explore.

Eunchae was staring at her phone, her map app open in the hopes of gaining a little knowledge. Kazuha was looking at it as well, heaving a sigh of frustration.

"We're in the right place, trust me." Yunjin said, walking a little further up the street.

Chaewon raised her eyebrows. "I'm not sure if I should," She said– which resulted in the nastiest side eye she's ever gotten from her best friend.

A few minutes later, the blue-haired girl threw her arms in the air. "Ha! Who was right, Kim? It's here!" She called out a little too loud for comfort, a large smile pinned on her face.

"Yeah, right. You're lying," Chaewon narrowed her eyes at Yunjin. She walked up the sidewalk and came to a stop once she was next to the girl. There was a very small sign bolted onto a decorative stone that they hadn't seen.

Yunjin bumped her elbow into the small girl's arm. "I think an 'I'm sorry' is in order," She hummed.

"In your dreams, Huh." Chaewon shook her head, giving her friend a playful push. The girl dramatically took a few steps back, pretending to stumble.

The five of them ventured upstairs. They had booked two rooms: one two-person room, and one that also had a sleeping sofa in the room. Chaewon was more than happy to sleep on the couch: in fact, she had it all planned out already. She'd be the first to hurry into the room, throw her bag on the sleeping sofa that no one wanted, and be all modest about sleeping on it.

Anything not to share a room with Huh Yunjin.

Chaewon tucked her suitcase into the corner of the elevator, leaving as much room as possible for the others and their baggage. The elevator was large, but that much was expected from a place with marble floors and fancy stone walls. It was weird to be somewhere this nice: whenever they went away for work, their company always booked one-room hotels for them. Which wouldn't be much of an issue if they weren't five fully grown women who had to fit into two big beds somehow.

After the elevator doors opened, the girls spilled into the hallway. Chaewon's eyes darted around, searching for their room numbers: she had to be the first to get there.

312 and 313, she kept repeating in her mind. Her eyes slid over the silver numbers by the dark wooden doors: 309, 310, 311...

312 was in the far back. She marched towards the end of the hall, dragging her suitcase behind her. "It's here, guys." She hummed when she was far enough ahead of the others. She rummaged around in her pocket for the keycard, and looked at the number on it. She made sure she'd grabbed the three-person room key at the reception.

She held the card against the sensor and pushed the door open after she heard a click. The walls were a dark grey, and the floor was made of a bright grey stone. Behind the beige curtains hid a large balcony with two lounge chairs and a glass table. There was a large bathroom on the other side of the room with a sliding door that looked about the size of Chaewon's bedroom.

The girl failed to notice that there was no sofa in sight as she walked further into the room. The bed was larger than her own, and its white bedsheets seemed to be calling her name.