{ .hyunado }
It wasn’t always that you were friends with an idol, much less one that would cause sensation between both men and women. He was walking to her place, a small cake box in one hand and texting with his free hand. He always enjoyed to spend time with his friends, but sometimes it was hard, specially when your friends are famous and you’re a nobody to the media.
[sms » jasmine] I’m gonna get you fat like a whale, then you’ll roll instead of dancing
[sms » jasmine] I’m jokin…but i got cake
[sms » jasmine] hope you’re dressed.. if not i can dress you
Honestly, Hyuna had more friends outside of idol life than anything so it didn’t much matter to her that the friend now texting her wasn’t much of anyone to the media. He mattered to her, but she was sitting around in no pants and a over sized shirt. Really was not the time, but never the less, she snatched her phone off the counter before hopping up onto it without much of a thought before crossing her legs. There was a click of her tongue before the second text message came in, and now she was interested, though she was at first too. Interested in committing murder.
[sms; raja] honestly i was about to murder you. i could never be a whale you lil shit.
[sms; raja] pls tho cake come home to mama.
[sms; raja] ok but pants r for squares and im not wearing them!!!!!!
