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SEULGI crossed her arms and huffed. she couldn't exactly lay down on the bed right now, since wendy's stuff took so much space, and she didn't have anywhere else to go. so she resorted to sitting upside down on the beanbag chair by the closet.

irene, who was busy folding the sweaters neatly, looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "you know, i could use some help," she said. "wendy has a crackton of sweaters and she's moving out this weekend."

seulgi crinkled her nose. "no thanks."

irene raised her other eyebrow at her. "excuse me?"

"i'm against this whole wendy-moving-out thing anyway, why do i have to help?" seulgi crossed her arms. "none of it concerns me."

"you're acting like a teenager, seul," the older one commented.

"is that wrong?"

"you're twenty-three."

"and your point is...?"

"you're acting almost a decade back your age."

seulgi stuck out her tongue at irene, whose back was turned. then, they both went silent.

it had finally come. she had hoped this wouldn't happen, like for even the most ridiculous reason it should've ended, but it didn't, and it wasn't pleasant.

wendy was finally moving out.

the girls had come over to help her pack her stuff, which was seriously a lot that she had to ask for help. of course, irene gladly obliged. she dragged yeri along, who still insists that she didn't want to be there. both were doing their share in the packing.

but seulgi saw no point in helping; the only reason why she was in the room was because irene found it rude that she didn't mind while the others worked. she really didn't want wendy to move out. it was bothering her to the point where overthinking was unnecessarily taking place.

seulgi sat up and sat on the bed next to irene, who almost jumped upon seeing her. she took a sweater and folded it slowly. irene stared at her again, and then continued what she was doing.

"i thought you had no interest in helping," she commented.

seulgi placed the striped sweater along on the pile. "unnie," she spoke up, making irene hum, "do you think wendy is annoyed with me?"

irene raised an eyebrow. "what makes you say that?"

"well, she's moving out, for starters. plus, i seem like a bad roommate." seulgi got up and plopped down on the bean bag chair again, and irene rolled her eyes.

"don't be silly. she's moving out because she's engaged, seulgi. she's going to live with yoongi now." irene turned around. "plus, i'm sure you're not that bad of a roommate."

"you clearly haven't lived with me yet." seulgi huffed again.

"do you want me to side with you or not?"

the door knob turned and wendy entered, her brown hair in a bun, a big box in her hands. a short-haired yeri followed behind her, humming a tune as she carried a suitcase behind her. wendy set her mask by her chin as she set down the box on her bed and wiped her dusty hands on her jeans. seulgi turned her head and saw the box labeled 'yoongi' at the front.

"why do you have a box with your boyfriend's name on it?" seulgi asked as yeri plopped down beside her. "are those his body parts?"

"no, they're just his stuff he's left behind here," wendy replied. "and he's not my boyfriend, he's my fiancee."

"well, your fiancee owes me a roommate," she bluntly spat. sarcasm was her only way of defense right now. "it's his fault you're moving out."

"not their fault they're getting married," yeri commented.

"are you kidding me? i'll be alone in a dusty apartment room because they're getting married." seulgi sat up and looked at wendy. "it's not too late to change your mind, wendy."

"i'm not changing my mind, i'm marrying yoongi and that's final."

"don't rush into things."

"i'm not. we've talked about this, we both want this."

"well, can you at least be my roommate until after your wedding?"

wendy stopped and raised her eyebrow at her. "it doesn't work that way, seulgi."

"it could if you want to!" she plopped back down again. "after everything we've been through, after two years together, you're leaving me for some guy who's asleep half the time you're together."

"hey," wendy scolded, half serious and half chuckling. "i promised yoongi i'm moving in with him before the wedding since it's easier to do plans with him closer to me. plus, we won't need to worry about that when we are married, so that's a bonus."

"you seem serious about this whole 'planning' thing, then." irene was pushing down a frisbee disk onto the box.

"you know, i never actually dubbed yoongi oppa as the marrying type," yeri said as she stood up to help wendy load more stuff into the box.

"really? i thought he was pretty serious with me," wendy replied.

"really. like we didn't really think he'd propose, mainly because he didn't look like he had the guts to propose but he did, and we didn't actually think you'd cave in, since he probably looked like a one-time thing." irene nodded in agreement.

wendy raised the eyebrow at yeri now. "well, now you know he isn't a one time thing. in fact, he's actually pretty serious with me." she gave a small smile. "you guys should see him make calls or work out plans for this wedding. god, he's such a great guy."

"if he's awake, that is." yeri and seulgi gave a slight snicker.

"yah, stop teasing him." wendy scolded them. "i love him, okay? i know i want to do this."

irene smiled at her direction. "and i'm proud of you for finally taking such a great step in your life." she held out her hand for wendy to hold, and she squeezed it, then gave a "thanks, unnie."

seulgi waved her arms in the air. "uh, what about me? hello?"

wendy chuckled again. "seulgi, what is your problem? what is so bad about me moving out?"

"um, nothing, except maybe my life is ending!" seulgi sat up.

"you're life is ending? that's your reason?"

"look at it this way. wendy, you're basically a mom to me. a third mom, since irene unnie is the second." she waved her hands frantically as she spoke.

"if you move out, i'll be so lost. like so, so lost. i'll go crazy because i don't have anyone to talk to, and i'll go hungry, then boom. i die with my eyes open and mosquitoes above me." she seemed serious, but her friends apparently think otherwise.

"you're overreacting," said irene.

she glared at both of them. "and no one's going to call the ambulance for me because i'm all alone."

yeri laughed, and irene just rolled her eyes. wendy sighed. "seriously?"

"yep. might as well just kill me now."

"hey," wendy says. "you're too much."

"you know very well that i'm not capable of taking care of myself."

"don't be ridiculous, seulgi."

"i'm serious." she pouted while she was upside down. "i mean, you've done so many things to save me these past years."

"like what?"

"well, you always pay rent for the two of us whenever i won't make it. then you just allow me to pay you after."

"you do?" yeri asked. wendy nodded.

"and you do most of the cleaning here, and drive me to my auditions."

"that's what roommates do, seulgi."

"exactly!" seulgi's hands shot up in the air. "how else am i going to survive if i won't be able to pay in time?"

"you find yourself a roommate who's willing to pay momentarily for you," said irene. "and you need to work on getting a better salary."

"unnie, i have a shitty job with shitty pay. joy's not convinced, either," seulgi responds.

wendy paused, then looked at her. "seulgi, you can't keep depending on me forever. you know that, right?"

"yeah, but-"

"no buts. you need to step up your game, learn to live independently like the strong woman you are."

"i'm not do bong soon." wendy rolled her eyes again at seulgi's lame joke.

"point is, no one else is going to look after you but yourself, except maybe us. so you'd better step up your game." wendy stretched the tape over the top of the box to shut its flaps.

seulgi huffed again. "fine." she sat up and laid her head on yeri's lap. "but even if i do survive, i'll be all alone without wendy. i need a roommate, okay?"

"roommate? is that what all this fuss is about? you don't have a roommate? seulgi, you have an apartment to yourself."

"i'm not exactly the independent type."

"you know, i think you're just making excuses."

"excuses?"

"'roommate' makes a sucky nickname for loneliness."

"what?"

"it's not a roommate you want. you want a boyfriend," irene said. "although 'roommate' is a fine excuse, don't you think?"

"i don't want a boyfriend," seulgi denied. "if i wanted one, i would've found one for myself months ago."

"but you didn't, because you're such a 'career-driven persona'," irene said. "so much for a stable job." wendy snickered beside her.

"hey!" seulgi pointed a finger at her. "i'll have you know that the acting business is no joke! it's hard to get auditions around here, much less callbacks."

"yah, stop it," wendy interferes.

"alright, whatever." irene faced her and put her hands on her tiny waist. "all i'm saying is that all this 'lonely' business is probably just some cover up because you want to be in a relationship. end of story."

seulgi stood up and angrily took the last unfolded sweater. "no, not end of story! i need a roommate, not a boyfriend. they're two different things."

"not so different if you make it as another thing," yeri stated. "unnie needs a boytoy."

"yeri!" wendy scolded.

"what? irene unnie started it, not me."

"me?" irene asked seemingly innocently as she was smiling.

"yeah, you."

"alright, fine." irene put her hands up in defeat, then went back to neatly placing the sweaters in a suitcase. "you need a roommate after what, seven months of no man? okay, i get it."

seulgi frustratingly sat down on the bed. she still didn't get why irene was desperate to hook her up with someone - she didn't need a boyfriend. at least, she thought she didn't. "i just need someone to accompany me. and it doesn't mean it has to be a guy!"

"don't look down on men, kang seulgi."

"i'm not!" she sighed. "i just–i don't even want to be with a guy right now, to be honest."

"are you sure you're being honest?"

"yeah, i'm sure." seulgi rolled up the sleeves of her button-up. "if i'm going to start living independently, i don't need a man."

"you're just saying that," irene said bluntly.

"a minute ago you were convincing me to learn how to live alone, now you want me to be in a relationship?"

"i didn't say that, wendy did." seulgi closed her mouth, just as she was about to say something.

"you're just frustrated, seulgi unnie." yeri commented. "you need a guy. you're too worked up."

"i am not!"

"i beg to differ," irene bluntly stated again.

"why woul-"

"look, seulgi," wendy interfered. "if it bothers you that much, why not just let me find myself a replacement? find you a roommate?"

seulgi looked at her with wide eyes. "you'd do that?"

"and once again, wendy saves seulgi's ass," commented irene. yeri laughed along with her, and seulgi smacked her arm.

"it's no big deal, really, just an ad online." wendy stopped to look at seulgi's hopeful face. "we're going to find you a roommate. not a boyfriend, a roommate."

just then, seulgi spread her arms and reached across the bed to tackle wendy in a bear hug. "oh god, thank you! wendy son seungwan, you are definitely the best!"

wendy chuckled. "no problem. now, get off of me, i'm engaged."

seulgi did so. she was quiet for a moment before speaking up again. "so, when are you moving out?"

"after i finish packing," wendy replied.

"and that's when, exactly?"

"once you start helping."

"hey! i've already helped."

"seulgi, you folded one sweater. that's it. i need more help than that." her phone started ringing.

she groaned as wendy stepped outside to answer the call, but once she stood up, she couldn't help but smile.

okay, wendy was moving out, but maybe it wasn't that bad now, right?

seulgi stepped up in the middle of yeri and irene, who were still busy, a big smile on her face. irene noticed, though. "what's with the smile?" seulgi just shrugged.

yeri noticed it too, and scoffed. "she's excited."

"hey, i'm not." seulgi raised an eyebrow to show that she wasn't.

"kang seulgi's getting some man, ladies and gentlemen."

"i think you pronounced 'roommate' wrong."

"whatever you say, sweetie." irene and yeri snickered beside her.

seulgi just rolled her eyes, trying her best to hide her expression. maybe, just maybe, in her own little world, she didn't mind having a male roommate. well, she was hoping it was a female, because personally speaking, females were so much easier to get along with, but she didn't think a guy roommate was bad enough.

as long as he was hot. or, you know, a good roommate or whatever.

let's just see what wendy has in mind, she thought. she threw a sweater into wendy's suitcase, chasing after another.

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