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Who knew attending the Thanksgiving party hosted by her Father's MNC would get her a half-human, half-representative of death as a gift? And as a pack of elegantly packed strawless no less.

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"Isn't the whole reason you humans eat lollipops is to learn how to make out with your lover?", Hobi's curious voice pipes up. "I was really surprised seeing you swirl it in yo-"

In his giddy rant, he fails to notice how I horribly choke, nearly swallowing the lollipop stick in the process. As I inhale to respond, the stick gets me choked up again, "Elegh".

At the ugliest gurgling sound a human could ever make, Hobi turns around, and finally, goddammit, spots me nearly dying (again), "Oh my god! Nyx! My hearteu, what do I do?!? You're choking!", he starts flapping his arms around like a flightless chicken, "Should I do the stomach flipping manoeuvre thingy?

As he comes to choke my waist with his muscled arms, I ceremoniously (and gladly I say) spit out the lollipop, simultaneously turning around and glaring at him.

"Jung Hoseok-"

"Eeep!"