"Come on Michelle, there's nothing wrong with being nervous."

"Not with my personality."

"Oh, hush. You can't be your blunt and confident self when it comes to things like this?" Kelsey, Jaz, and Michelle were walking to Phoebe's house. Earlier, Phoebe exchanged numbers with the three and sent her address to them.

"No, it only works on people I don't like." At that point, Jaz and Kelsey were dragging Michelle by her arms.

"Can't you be useful?"

"But I'm useless." Michelle groaned. At that rate, she began to mourn for her own death.

"Well, no use moaning and groaning because we are here." Kelsey knocked on the door.

"Hello?" A tall woman opened the door.

"Um- hello Mrs. Heechul-"

"Mom, they're with me." Phoebe gently pushed her mom aside and welcomed them in.

"Come on." The three of them started up the stairs.

"Is there something going on with you and your Mom?" Jaz whispered. "I mean, I'm not trying to snoop around, but there was some tension." Phoebe sighed.

"Sorry about that. A lot has been going on for the past year or so. Let's talk after we get in my room." No one argued with that, seeing as the house seemed as if there were to hold another resident inside.

"Yeah, about that, um." Phoebe chewed her lip as if she was making a difficult decision. "Well, my dad isn't here. He's," Phoebe gulped, "in jail..."

"What...?" Kelsey was the first to react.

"For abusing my mom..... But-"

"But nonetheless, he abused her right?" Jaz asked.

"No, not really? My mom was caught having an affair with someone else, and my dad got angry. She then called the local police, which at that time we still lived in Italy. He is in a jailhouse in Italy... My mom still is with that guy." Phoebe clenched her fist. "I'm surprised that guy isn't in jail. He should have gone instead of my Dad." The three looked at her intently with a hint of suspicion.

"Why....? And how are we privileged to know this? I mean, we are honored, but are you ok with this?" Kelsey asked, and for the first time was stunned by the atmosphere.

"Yeah, I trust you guys. Maybe I shouldn't have revealed this, but this is the first time people talk to me voluntarily. Anyways, that guy should have been in jail because he always had his ways in the house. My mom, she screws around with him in their room, which is the one right next to mine. He is rough and just plain rude. Plus, he constantly... harassed me...." Jaz frowned and crawled over to Phoebe and hugged her from behind, like a small child hugging a teddy bear that it's family won at a fair. Kelsey would have been jealous, but she would have done the same.

"My mom is nice, sometimes. She yells quite a bit, especially if my grades aren't above a B+. We had to move a bunch thanks to my Mom's boyfriend getting fired from many jobs, and the landlords complaining about us being loud. But I can say for sure that I am proud of her cooking skills." Phoebe curled up and hugged her legs.

Michelle really didn't have anything to say. Correction; she couldn't say anything, simply because she couldn't relate on any level.

"So, what about your Mom's boyfriend?" Michelle asked, lingering on every syllable in the sentence.

"Stephen? Yeah, um. He's Italian, and he's younger than my Mom by several years. Other than that, I don't know. I don't like talking to him during dinner or anytime." Phoebe's eyes suddenly lit up. "Oh! I have an older sister, Ciara. She's just, so awesome. I can't explain it, but she's like a bright light. But she's at Yale for the time being with her boyfriend..."

"Oh- but um- let's do something else to take your mind off it-" Michelle was interrupted by the shrill sound of Phoebe's Mom.

"Phoebe! Stephen and I are going shopping ok! Take care of the house, saraghae!" The door slammed shut after Phoebe's Mom's announcement.

"Saraghae..." Phoebe grumbled. "Let's bake something while she's out. Come on, the kitchen's downstairs."

"W-WAIT- KELSEY DON'T-" The mixer flew out of Kelsey's hands and clattered on the counter, and whipped cream flew everywhere, including the other girls.

"Oops?" Kelsey licked her cheek that caught a dabble of cream.

"Ugh- sorry Phoebe." Jaz apologized and grabbed some wet towels. Instead of helping, Phoebe started laughing.

"I'm- sorry- but- look- at- Michelle's- head-" Looking at her head, she saw a mountain of cream atop her hair.

"PFT- Michelle, you look like Effie Trinket-" Kelsey giggled while taking fingers of cream from the bowl, seeing as they didn't need that batch anymore.

"Here, let's get you washed." Phoebe stifled a laugh and guided Michelle to the bathroom, which was luckily in a few paces worth of scuffles.

Phoebe turned the knobs of the shower and rummaged through a small closet for a towel. "Sorry about Kelsey, Jaz doesn't let her in the kitchens for the very reason why your kitchen is in creamy ruins."

"Nah, I honestly don't care about this house. We are probably moving soon. I heard the neighbor's warning to my Mom." Phoebe shrugged her shoulders. "Here, you can wash up in the shower. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." With that, she exited the washroom.

"Hey Phoebe," Kelsey smiled innocently (we all know she's really not but you know), "so can I ask you a question?" Jaz raised her eyes and gave a quizzical look to Kelsey before returning to scrubbing the cream out of the counters.

"Sure?" Phoebe grabbed a clean towel and started to scour the cabinets.

"Are you like, gay or nah." Jaz started to choke on air and fell to the floor.

"Um, what...?" Phoebe looked as if she was handed an impossible riddle to solve in five seconds.

"Exactly what I said, are you gay or nah. Like lesbo or no no. Bisexual or sexu-no. Simple." Kelsey said with a shrug. She said it so casually it seemed like she asked Phoebe if she wanted some sweets instead of asking about her sexuality.

"I mean, uh, I haven't explored my sexuality, so I don't know?" Kelsey pursed her lips into ones resembling a duck's.

"Um- well then, let's have you take a test." Kelsey pulled out her phone from her back pocket. "Buzzfeed is out of the question. Actually- maybe. How 'bout take a few." Phoebe nodded, and all three of them huddled around Kelsey's phone.

"Mm, ok- w ai t- From all of them, it says you're pansexual. Wait- Quotiv says you're straight. Nah, Quotiv sucks. Don't listen to it. So you're pansexual! Cool! Jaz and I are both bi. She's mine though. So do you think you're pan or..?"

"Well I mean, the definition of pan is to love someone no matter their gender or sexual identity. I mean, that is me for the most part, so I think so? This seems too easy, finding my sexuality."

"It isn't easy, but for now you can say you're pan. But if you find yourself contradicting against the definition of a pan, you can look at the list of sexualities for one that suits who you are." Kelsey nodded along to Jaz's small speech.

"Oh, ok. Thank you?"

"No problem. Oh hey! Michelle! Welcome back!" Kelsey waved Michelle over. Michelle was wearing her normal clothes but had a white towel fitted atop her head like a nest.

"Nice hat! Oh oh! And we found what Phoebe's sexuality is!" Jaz smacked the back of Kelsey's head and forced a smile.

"What have you guys been doing while I was in the showers?" Michelle asked cautiously.

"Um- takingsexualityquizzesdon'tsuemeI'mbrokeaf-" Kelsey blurted.

"Oh, well, was it difficult to find her sexuality?"Michelle started to dry her hair with the towel and scooched next to Kelsey to see her phone.

"Pansexual. It was relatively easy, only one of them didn't say pansexual. She took fifteen." Michelle took a step back.

"Fifteen? Was I in the showers for so long that you had the time to take fifteen quizzes?"

"I mean, sure? Twenty minutes is a big block if you wanna waste your time doing quizzes." Kelsey shrugged her shoulders.

"So Phoebe, pansexual??" Phoebe nodded.

"NA WA-SSEO, PHOEBE~!!!" Phoebe's eyes widened. Parts of the kitchen was still drowning in cream.

"Eoseowa, Mom! Um-" She flashed a look to the others indicating to start cleaning the kitchen as fast as they could. "What did you buy? Hold on, I'll help." She rushed to the front door.

"Oh, you don't usually do this, Phoebe! How nice."

"Mm, more Kimchi?"

"Your favorite."

"Thanks."

"By the way, where are your friends? Did they leave yet?" From all of the scruffling sounds from the kitchen, Phoebe could tell they heard her Mom.

"Um, yeah."

"Oh, too bad, I wanted to greet them. You never brought any friends over. I almost thought you didn't have any." Phoebe's Mom started to laugh an unhandsome laugh.

"Haha, I have to go." Phoebe picked up two of the plastic grocery bags and headed for the kitchen.

"Guys," Phoebe hissed. She looked around to find all three of them hiding behind the island.

"We were going to move in the opposite direction of your mom so she wouldn't see us," Kelsey reassured.

"I'm not worried about that, but how are you three going to get out?"

"Um," they looked at each other, "we would figure that out later?" Jaz face palmed.

"You know what, you guys take the back staircase. It will lead you all the way to the front where you can run out the door. I'll distract Stephen and my Mom." The others nodded, and Kelsey gave Phoebe's leg a hug. It was the closest part of her body Kelsey could hug without exposing herself.

"K, see you guys later." Phoebe gave a small smile before going back to the front.

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Lemme just give Kelsey a lot of love because I love my squishy character SHES BASED ON ONE OF MY FRIENDS ILY *Squishes Kelsey's cheeks*

Btw the fact that Phoebe found her sexuality isn't unrealistic. Some people take years to find their sexuality, while some just kinda just "find out" in a quiz, they look up the definition and agree that they are ___. Just saying. That happened to me.

Aaaaaaanywayyyys,

Sorry for the eye rape this gave you :>

~Saika~