She blinked before snorting some, nodding.❝Alright, I got it. Just make sure to act sick around Irene and the rest, or we’ll be caught.❞ she sat in the chair next to the bed and wiggles her arms. ❝Plus slacking off just for a day shouldn’t be bad. We’re been practicing this whole time. It shouldn’t be a big deal.❞
“That’s exactly what I thought.. I’m honestly getting kind of tired of doing the exact same thing three hundred times a day… And besides, we can just go back to practising tomorrow, right?” She laughed softly, moving to the side of her bed to reach for her laptop from below it. “Come join me.. we can just go watch stupid videos and relax a bit, and if Irene or manager oppa calls, I’ll just explain this is precautionary and probably better in the long run.” She laughed softly to herself, grinning at the taller happily.
Allowing the other girl to escape her grip, she watched as Wendy got up, her mouth falling open once again as she listened to her. “Pizza?” Her gaze darted around the room, checking if anyone else might’ve heard of the plan, though it appeared the others weren’t around. “Sure, why not? Seems like a great plan.” She nodded, subconsciously licking her lips as she got up as well.
With a devious twinkle in her eyes, Wendy reached for her phone, quickly opening the menu of a local pizzeria. She scrolled through the list, grinning quietly before handing the device to her girlfriend. “Pick anything.. I’ll make manager oppa pay for it~.” She laughed softly, stretching her arms above her head. “But don’t tell anyone– because pizza is not on the diet list-.”
Joy’s eyes squinted, laughing at her pout. ❝Aw, you’re adorable unnie.❞ She nodded and stretched her arms before helping her up and putting her arm around the back of her neck as she helped her to the room. Joy sat her on the bed and hummed quietly. ❝ Do you want me to get you anything? Medicine? Tea?❞
Wendy continued pouting as she quietly followed Joy around, flopping around on her bed before hiding under the covers. “Nah, I’m fine like this. I’m just giving us an excuse to get out of practice, anyway. But shh–” She quickly winked, “All you know is that my arms did a weird thing and that I’m sick, understood?”
—— It wasn’t an unusual thing for her to feel sick. Sooyoung was, as strong and healthy as she was, still a frail woman. Days, or weeks, of practice with very little breaks often made her feel a bit dizzy. But today was just a bad day, she thought. It had to have been a bad day, because although she knew she had to practice— she needed to practice— she just felt so sick. And despite her efforts to push herself past her doubts and the feelings, she just couldn’t. The past few days had been bad for her, so perhaps that was why she was feeling so lightheaded today. She decided that she just needed her own break, for a few moments, so she had excused herself to the bathroom while the other girls continued.
Once she was there, though, her head throbbed. With a soft sigh, she places her palm to her forehead and leans on the wall in the bathroom of the company building, looking down to the tiled floors and biting down on her lips. It took a moment for her vision to return to normal, but when it did, she heard the familiar voice of someone greeting her. Looking up to see Wendy, she offered a small smile and bowed her head respectfully to the other.
”Hey, Wendy…” she spoke, finally. But even her voice made her sound small, and she could feel her head throb even when she spoke and returned the same palm back to its original resting place, looking down at the floor again and closing her eyes to avoid the florescent lights in the bathroom. “Maybe I’m getting a migraine…”
It was hard to find Wendy anywhere but the company’s headquarters lately. With their comeback approaching – and Wendy basically taking the role of the mother of the group since Irene seemed incapable of that – she would always be the one member to make sure the others went everywhere on time, did what they needed to do, ate and actually got up in the morning. She had followed her members to an empty practice room, quickly there after sneaking out to the bathroom so she could at last fill up her bottle with water. She was prone to forgetting just that tiny action, probably because she was often too busy taking care of the others. It was usually the first thing she did after getting to the building, given that she was still the weakest dancer within their group. She couldn’t afford missing too much of practice, but luckily Seulgi often helped her remembering the steps after their official practice sessions were over and done with.
As she passed along the other rooms, the comeback songs of her seniors within the company blasted from various directions through open doors. It was something that still hadn’t ceased to impress the Canadian, she was a rookie, after all. Sounds grew dimmer, the bathroom approaching quickly as she reached for her bag, deciding to already grab the flask so she could spend a minimum amount of time in the cramped bathroom space, knowing practice were to begin sooner rather than later.
Upon opening the door, however, Wendy was surprised to find no one other than Choi Sooyoung. “Ah, seonbaenim–” she uttered, bowing her head, even though the older of the two didn’t seem to notice her right away. Wendy decided to keep quiet, quickly waddling to a different sink to fill her bottle before reaching into her bag upon hearing Sooyoungs words. “Oh– I have some painkillers in my bag.. I always carry them around in case I need them, but it seems like you can use them more than me right now..” She frowned, obviously more worried about the other’s health than getting scolded in her own practice. “But it it’s really a migraine, maybe you should tell them and go home to rest–..”
