“Didn’t think you cared,” Wendy said, smirking. “Hey, just because I make you do things for me doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. Besides, it’s not like I have anyone else I can care about,” Joy finished up and sat down next to Wendy. “You’re just saying that, because without me, you could never eat anymore snacks,” Wendy said, poking her friend’s side. “Unnie~! That’s not true!” Wendy laughed and got up, going to her bedroom. “I’m going to bed, don’t stay up too late,” Wendy closed the door behind her. She slumped onto the floor as she grabbed her leg. It hurt a lot more than she made it out to be, but she didn’t want to worry her friend. She pushed herself back up and sat on her bed, looking at her phone. She scrolled through the numbers and found Irene’s. She’s probably sleeping… She thought back to the night before, when she saved Irene. That damn Jung-Min… She noticed something wrong the moment she saw him glancing over at Irene with his friends the other day. Following her instincts, she kept an eye on him as he walked home, and found him sneaking out and getting into a van late at night. Wendy gripped her leg as she imagined what they would’ve done to Irene if she wasn’t there that night. She winced again as she gripped her leg too hard, and her ankle twitched in pain. She let go and fell back onto her bed, closing her eyes, silently breathing in the dark. Irene…I hope you’re okay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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