Beer, please

"Hey, are you ok..." Chihun tried to speak to Doona, but she had run to the next door and shut herself in. Chihun let out an exhausted breath. "I hope she has no brothers." He groaned. Chihun then turned his gaze to the door Doona had tried to open, and he placed one hand against the door. His eyes crinkled, and his brows furrowed...

"I really need to get rid of her things and move on," Chihun muttered underneath his breath. Then Chihun fished for the keys in his pockets and pushed the key into the keyhole; he flicked it to the left and locked the door. He stepped back into his room and tossed his keys on the bed. "I say that all the time anyway." He muttered to himself.

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Doona creaked the bathroom door open and was met with the warm, delicious smell of a home-cooked meal. She looked around the hallway, but Chihun was not in his room, so she walked back to the living area. She looked around the space, but he was no