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( song of the day :
a-teen - seventeen )

12:17 am |

💭 RYOT YAO
1:27

taeyong tried to brush away his groggy expression upon seeing how the video chat loaded to its fullest. the bright moon illuminated his wooden desk once he slightly opened the blinds. its light accompanied the one from his lampshade.

"you look.. fresh," he complimented after a short yawn, rubbing his left eye gently. she returned a warm smile. a grin which was like the calm breeze of the summer. her smile always relieved him from his neverending worries. "what's this thing you wanted to talk about?"

"surprisingly, it's about work," ryot said, preparing her throat for a long rant. "so johnny, sicheng, jace, seoyeon, and i had a talk with mr. han seongsu earlier about our increase in sales for october. we were so proud because 8 percent was currently the most we had for this year, so we thought he'd be proud and shit, but no. mr. han decided to bitch up and be like, "8 percent only? our main goal should be 11 or more. you're setting the bar too low for a company this prestigious. just wait until mr. jung sees this," and like, bitch? can't he be grateful that we're taking baby steps to be better? i bet he can't even last a day with our present work as the sales team. at times like these i'm glad that taeil is━wait, taeyong?"

she decided to stop talking once she saw how taeyong's head kept slipping from his palm, his eyes already closed. ryot giggled, appreciating his bare sleepy face a little more.

"you're cute," she whispered, caressing her phone softly. taeyong's fluffy brown hair loosely covered his forehead, finally resting from the heavy gel he always applied whenever he was outside. subconsciously, his lips were innocently pouted like a child begging for a toy. "good night."

call ended.

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