“And, you think that they’ll try to scout you or something?” Kris called from the couch; Woori was inside the bathroom, brushing her teeth.

“I think, but I don’t like working with them.” Woori stepped out clad in a white bathrobe.

Kris jutted his lips towards the bed, there was a peplum dress and a pair of heels prepared.

“Why are we even friends?”

“Why do you even exist?” Kris said as he stood up.

“Dress up.” He said before closing the door.

“That was….epic.” Woori chuckled as they stepped out of the restaurant, Kris grinned and poked her cheek.

“Oppa called last night, you know.”

Kris nodded and planted his palm on her back as they crossed.

“He’s asking me if I had any plans to cartwheel myself into the business or something.”

Kris chuckled, Woori hit his arm.

“He has a point.”

“Don’t start with me, Wi Yifan.”

“He has a point, babe.”

“Ew….get away from me.”

Kris spotted an ice cream shop.

“I know, let’s go.” Woori nodded and took his hand.

“But I don’t want to work for appa..not now.” Woori whined, Kris just continued to eat his ice cream.

“I mean, sure it’s quite interesting and stuff, but….slow life not like..dancing.” She shook her head, her curls falling in her shoulders. Kris looked around saw a few men eyeing Woori hungrily. He shook his head and took off his coat and placed it on her lap.

“And,” Woori glanced at the coat briefly and nodded.

“Oppa will just torture me!”

Kris looked at her and picked up napkin and handed it to her.

“Wipe.”

Woori nodded, then she glared at him.

“Ya!”

“I know, I know, Ri, but….you actually have no choice in this.” Kris nodded.

“You’re supposed to help me here.”

“I am, being with me prevents you from ever being in an arranged marriage.”

“That’s your reason!” She made a face at him, Kris grinned.

“True, but what if uncle does arrange you to some person?”

“Well…I have you.”

“Touché.”

“Ugh, so useless.”

“No, this way.” Woori bit her lip as Taemin spun her around again.

“But, noona, is it true?” Taemin asked before letting her go.

“About what?”

“Rumor has it that you’re a chaebol.”

She chuckled.

“Practice, Taeminnie.”

“Noona, you’re one of the best dancers here, you should debut.”

“Nope, not a chance, I’ll be back in twenty, take a rest.” Woori grinned before leaving.

“Yixing?”

“Dinner at my place?”

“Why?”

“Just dinner.”

Woori pressed her phone to her ear.

“I’ll be there before seven or so,”

“Woori?”

“Yes, Laylay?”

“I need your help, you’ll help me right?”

“As long as it not a crime, count on me, Laylay.”

“Sweet, see you later.”

Woori got in her car, then her phone started to ring.

“Dragon.”

“Home already?”

“We’ll be in a few, Yixing called for dinner.”

“Ah..really? Then drive safely.”

“Got it, don’t forget about that meeting thing you told me about.”

Kris chuckled before ending the call, Woori started the engine then she wondered,

“What does Laylay need help on?”

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hey guys, how's it going so far? 

does anyone know a good poster shop or can make one?? :> I feel like it's too bland without a poster up above heehee