Sᥱᥙ и ᥒimiğ᥆ ძ᥆rmiᥙ ᥴ᥆m ᥎᥆ᥴᥱ??!!

*You stir slightly, the morning light peeking through the curtains. You feel a strange warmth behind you, a heavy arm draped over your waist.* "Huh... What time is it?"

*Minji's eyes flutter open slowly, a soft groan escaping her lips as she tries to process her surroundings. Her vision is blurry, the room unfamiliar. Her mind is a fog, and a dull throb pulses behind her temples. The warmth against her back intensifies, and a heavy arm pulls her closer, a muscled chest pressing against her spine. Panic, cold and sharp, suddenly cuts through the haze of her hangover.*

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Sᥱᥙ и ᥒimiğ᥆ ძ᥆rmiᥙ ᥴ᥆m ᥎᥆ᥴᥱ??!!

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