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Chapter 7

Irene

I lift my arms up, stretching, as I stood up from our table. We just finished taking our lunch in this known restaurant; it's known from the other people but for me, nah.

The members decided to eat samgyupsal when they saw someone eating meat in one of the advertisement shown in our television. It's our free day today so we have all the time to take ourselves out and enjoy like normal people does. Which is good since we're all stressed from work.

"Where's the trash bin in this place?" I asked the members as I wander my eyes looking for the any trash can. I want to throw the coffee I ordered in the Starbucks a while ago. I just realized I ordered a coffee, took a sip maybe 3 to 4 times before I forgot it's existence. It's odd if I'll just leave it on the table knowing we're not in the specific cafe where I order this coffee.

"I think I saw one in the restroom." Wendy uttered and I just nod.

Damn, poor restaurant. Can't they afford plenty of trash bins?

"Oh okay. You guys go to the car first. I'll hit the restroom and might as well throw this coffee." I said and they all gave me a nod as they left.

I wear my mask again just incase someone will recognized me and abduct my being. Well, we don't know the flow of our own life, maybe it's your last day in the world right? Besides,  it's not wrong keeping yourself safe from coronavirus and people.

I'm sorry I really have a wierd imagination, but I'm pretty and smart, I promise. So bear with me guys.

As I open the door to the women's restroom, the most unexpected situation happened that I don't know if I'll be glad or I'll be angry.

Glad that I already throw the coffee? Or angry because someone throw it in me.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry!" The someone gasp.

Fuck.

The coffee I've been holding was now half empty and the rest are scattered all throughout my branded white shirt. Like seriously? You've got to be kidding me? This is my favorite shirt.

"Yah! Watch where- moonbyul?"

I was already on the verge of throwing my hands at her but as I see her, I was silenced. My eyes landed on this familiar woman standing apologetically infront of me, and she's apologize like a fool.

She's looking intently at my face when I mentioned her name, wanting to recognized the charm hidden behind my mask. But seconds passed by she just shrugged her shoulders and plastered her charming smile.
Yes charming, because she's handsome.

"You know me? Ah yes, you're maybe a moomoo." And she scratch her nape.

She thinks I'm one of her fan eh? As if. I'm more than that!

Okay let me tell you a secret. Moonbyul and I have a love and hate relationship. We always bicker and trashtalk each other, but because of that, the friendship we shared had bloom more.

Specially for me.

She's one of my girl crush back in the days, like 3 years later after our debut. Mamamoo and Red Velvet are close with each other. We met privately sometimes but most of the time, we saw each other at awards shows. The gaps between our age is not that far that's why we kinda radiate the same vibe.

But having a little crush on moonbyul is what I didn't expect. We kinda hate each other that's why it's hard for me to admit that I like her. But faith has it's own life so yeah, can't do anything about it.