1:33-Pm, June 15th, 2017

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Mr.Mixtape:
Hey, jae.
I know that this is really belated,
But I'm sorry about the last time we spoke.
I was an asshole, and I'm sorry about the way I spoke to you.
I hope you can forgive me.

Bread-Hyun has logged on

Bread-Hyun:
Apology accepted.
I don't like being mad at you,
But you make it extremely easy.

Mr.Mixtape:
Yeah, I know.
Can you tell Ten I'm sorry,
He won't respond to my texts or calls.

Bread-Hyun:
We were just about to meet at a café downtown.
You can come and apologize over scones.
Then again....
He might throw coffee at you,
He's been temperamental lately.

Mr.Mixtape:
So has johnny.
Think they're fighting?
It would explain why he was so
Pissed last time we talked.

Bread-Hyun:
Probably.
Might as well come join us anyway though.
You could probably use a good cup
of black coffee.
Am I right?

Mr.Mixtape:
You're right.
I'll be there soon.

Bread-Hyun:
Alright, see you then.

Bread-Hyun has logged off
Mr.Mixtape has logged off

Taeyong took a deep breath as he tossed his phone onto his desk, getting dressed to go meet with JaeHyun and Ten. Which, would hopefully go without any hitches.

But, if Ten really was angry, he wouldn't be surprised if he got a lap full of coffee and and earful from the shorter male.

He pushed those thoughts away as he got in his car, tossing his phone into the passenger seat before pulling out of his driveway, the radio making the car shake with bass.

Traffic wasn't too bad, allowing him to easily slip in and out of lanes towards the downtown area where the boys would be waiting for him, but he hadn't counted on two things.

A message from Donghyuck, and a swerving eighteen wheeler.

The last thing he can think of is a Canadian boy with auburn hair and a smile that melts his heart.

Then it just smells of gas, burnt rubber, and smoke.

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