project: l.o.v.e | yoonghyo

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗

jihyo paced back and forth for a couple of times. "why must he order me around like that?" she grumbled, her steps becoming a little too heavy, as if she was throwing a fit.

her so-called tantrum was then interrupted by the ringing of her phone. atleast this would distract her from thinking of going to work, even if her head isn't cooperating at all.

—

"what is it nayeon unnie?" jihyo sighed, rubbing her temples to atleast soothe the pain.

: wow, can't it be a 'good morning nayeon unnie'?

it could, but today's isn't so good

: are you alright? do you want me to come visit you?

yeah, just a little hungover

: and you're not going to work? this is new.

i was planning to, but he was a bigger headache to deal with.

: he has your number?

obviously? he said it was needed since i work under him, even a spare key of my house.

: and you gave it to him just like that?

he's my boss, and that's that.

: hmm... suit yourself, i'm still coming over.

ugh, fine.

—

nayeon can be a handful at times... scratch that, a lot of times, and jihyo's always been great at handling her. atleast she thinks she is, and decided that it's better not telling her that he was just inside her house.

the older wouldn't probably here early, meaning jihyo still has time to kill. and her best way of spending it? trying to remember what the hell happened yesterday.

"okay, jihyo. all you need to do is focus and remember everything that happened yesterday." she nodded to herself.

—

"to yoo jeongyeon!" the group of girls cheered, their glasses hoisted up in the air, the sound of each glass clinking was heard.

while the others were already downing their drinks, jihyo, who isn't used to drinking alcohol, just stared at hers. the others just glanced at her, and she just blinked before chuckling awkwardly.

"it's fine if you won't drink, jihyo-ah." mina reassured, patting jihyo's shoulder. "no, it's fine. it would ruin the celebration." she just smiled back, before putting the glass between her lips. the rest just cautiously watched her as she drank every drop in her glass.

she released a satisfied sound, and looked at her friends as they displayed shocked reactions. "what?" she asked, but the others were unresponsive.

—

at this point, jihyo has no clue of what was happening now. the surrounding started spinning, and her words were becoming incoherent... was she in her fourth bottle now? jihyo doesn't have an idea.