Jaehee: …
Jaehee: I feel as though I am missing something…
Jaehee: *Shocked emoji*
Jaehee: How did I not notice! Seven said Mel was MC's brother
Jaehee: I should call her and confirm…
Seven rolled his eyes, it looked like Jaehee saw what he said. As much as she would probably bagger the poor man about his 'brother', he thought it would be entertaining to see the messages of MC struggling to answer Jaehee's questions, and him wanting to hit him with a frying pan again, those were always funny.
He wondered how the brother would be if MC did have one, a twin at that like the lie he told. Blinking a few times, he shook the thought away, a twin of MC would be sort of weird, but… he couldn't really complain about that now could he.
Oh right, his previous thought, from MC's Fakebook he found the light brunette had a sister, elder by two years. He also learned he had cats in the past which explained his love for lovely Elly~
But he stopped himself from looking any further than doing security needed him to, despite his hacker urge to find information, he felt like he wanted to learn about MC, from MC, rather than a computer.
Besides, there's always secrets a person has that is on no server, he knows that more than anyone.
Pocketing his phone, he turned and looked to his left, buildings and shops dotted his vision. There wasn't anything special in his immediate sight, but in the distance, some odd hours drive in that direction, was the building that housed Rika's apartment and within that, MC.
"Um, sir?" The voice got him to turn away from the apartments direction and to the stand salesperson.
The person behind the counter held a bag of fish shaped bread with the very rare spicy bean paste, the spicy bean paste was nearly as rare as Honey Buddha Chips which made him wonder if MC had been able to get the regular or spicy bean paste bread fish.
Grabbing the bag, he gave them a nod having already paid in cash a while ago before exiting the shop. It was one of the times his maid wasn't around so he went out to get food, with the call from Zen saying MC had eaten them made him have a sudden crave for the treat as well.
As he bit into the of the bread fish stomachs and began to suck out the bean paste within, he began to think of what would happen when he got back to his bunker, he'd probably see Vanderwood, face an unhealthy color of red in anger for him ditching his work once again.
Looking back at the direction of the apartment, he started to wonder what MC was doing, from the mans schedule, maybe drawing, writing on the white board and showing it to the camera or working on boring school stuff.
MC lied on the apartments couch, head dripping off it at an… uncomfortable angle. Soft snored being the only noise within the room, one of his arm turned over and touching the back of his neck with a leg touching the floor.
But despite the uncomfortable position he was sleeping in, he was still asleep from his nap… when his phone rang.
Using his turned over arm he grabbed the phone, somehow answered it and placed it on his face "It's me, have you read the messages for the cat army that was discussed, doesn't it make you excited simply thinking about it? My security look fairly stiff so they seem intimidating" Jumin rested for a moment to take a breath.
"…" MC let out a long breath, more quiet snores coming out after.
"A sigh… yes, security does look rather plain in black suits, the outfit doesn't add or hinder much of their effectiveness so maybe cat ears as an addition would be possible, and maybe putting them in a different color suit… do you have any ideas for suit colors?"
MC grumbled out a combination of the words 'blue' and 'purple' before chuckling in his sleep.
"'Blurple…'? I have not studied much in terms of art but if I recall, on a color wheel the colors opposite of blue and purple are yellow and orange, are you suggesting that? Hmm… an idea has just come to me, by the party, all of my security will be in tiger colored suits with tiger ears, the tail would interfere, I thank you for listening and providing me aid in this, I will be sure to credit you should the need arise, goodbye" He hung up after. And the world begins to wonder how Jumin had a conversation with someone who was barely conscious.
As the silence settled MC's phone slid from his face and onto the floor, the man falling back asleep.
Another hour past before MC awoke, he found he had a call with Jumin but didn't remember having it. When he called the raven-haired man, no one picked up, most likely in a meeting or something, he rarely answered his phone in meetings.
Currently he was browsing Fakebook, smiling at some things, avoiding others like the plague. Curiosity grew within him and he found the RFA's page on the site.
There, he found some pictures of previous parties, most likely taken by V himself. The other members in some solo or group photos. There was also a picture of Jumin holding Elizabeth 3rd at the party hall… he remembered Seven talking about Jumin bringing her once… poor Zen…
As he went to look at another picture, he got a notification of a chatroom, Jaehee was present… and Jumin just entered as well. Shrugging he joined in too, follow the band wagon off a cliff they say.
Jaehee has entered the chatroom
Jumin has entered the chatroom
MC has entered the chatroom
Jaehee: We all joined at the same time;;
Jumin: Yes, I see that
MC: Hurray for all of us having no lives!
Jumin: I have a life, it is centered around the affection of Elizabeth 3rd ^^
Jumin: But, I despise the fact I have a meeting tomorrow… I was planning to spend the day with Elizabeth 3rd at home
Jaehee: I apologise for the short notice of it but I had no choice
Jaehee: What can we do when oil prices raise?
Jumin: That is true…
Jumin: What is the princes name?
MC: Is it Oil Prince? I could swear it was Oil Prince, or maybe it's not Oil Prince
Jumin: You sound like a cassette stuck on loop
Jaehee: I will find his exact name before you leave tomorrow ^^
Jaehee: Oh, right! I had something to tell you
Jaehee: A body guard came to me this morning
Jumin: Of course, you're part of RFA
MC: Dear lord…
MC: So many 'J's as the first character…
MC: Using the power of God Seven, I summon…
MC: Presto, Yoosung!
Jaehee: …
Yoosung has entered the chatroom
Yoosung: Men in black suits came to me as well during lunch!
Jaehee: Well then…
Jumin: Yes, I sent body guards to everyone
MC: …
Jumin: You were the obvious expectation MC, you and Seven
Jaehee: Wait, so MC is without protection?
Jumin: Yes, her address is classified, and Seven is watching over her so there is no need to worry
Jumin: Assistant Kang
Jaehee: Yes?
Jumin: I would like you to find and contact a company that can create animal outfits
Jumin: Order 20 tiger costume, ears separate, I would like to test how they look on the security before I implement them into their uniforms
Yoosung: I don't think security should wear tiger onesies…
Jaehee: MC…
Jaehee: *Angry emoji*
Jaehee: You gave him this idea didn't you
MC: It was an accident, I swear! I was asleep! I think…
He had a feeling Jaehee was not going to let him live to see the morning after the party…
Jaehee: There goes my sleep…
Yoosung: Jumin;;
Yoosung: Why don't you not do that…?
MC: Or at least wait a couple… months… maybe a few years? Millenia would be great
Jaehee: Yes, the party is of more concern right now anyways…
The three of them chatted a bit more, Jumin tried to get Jaehee to call a company he knew that made animal outfits which lead him to ask if they should come to the party. In the end, he would be getting an email from Animal Enthusiasts.
As Yoosung was talking about how his body guards came to him, MC got a text from Seven.
707
Knock Knock~
A joke? Alright, let's play.
MC
Who's there?
707
Pizza
MC
Pizza who?
707
Pizza for you!
Lobby
Run Run Run!
Run MC Run!
Confused he turned to the camera. Had Seven ordered him pizza, again?
He wasn't complaining, he hadn't eaten since the… brunch(?) with Zen a couple of hours ago. MC was also happy the hacker cared enough to feed him.
When he got to the lobby, and was given the box that held the pizza, he found the receptionist glaring at him again.
"Do you have a problem with me?" He asked the woman, she seemed surprised he talked to her, a moment later she went back to glaring at him, not saying a word.
Rolling his eyes, he decided to just ignore her now.
As he made his way back to the elevator, he wondered if delivery even delivered to apartment buildings, or if Seven pulled some strings.
Walking into the elevator he pulled out his phone to thank the red-head.
"Hello~!" "Hi Seven, I wanted to thank…" "Ha ha! Sorry MC… or… whomever may be calling, but this is the great answering machine of God Seven! I am unable to take this call as I am being the hack slave of society, if this is my boss, leave the message with Vanderwood, if this is anyone else, ignore that last part! I recommend you call back in the year seven-zero-seven-zero-seven to ensure your call is received but, for a message, speak now, or forever hold thou peace!" A quiet beeping sound played in the background.
MC stared at his phone for a second, of course the weird man would have a weirder answering machine.
"You can probably tell by picture but, it's MC, wanted to say thanks for getting me pizza again? But I'm a bit confused, why are you ordering me pizza? Oh well, you can continue if you want but that just means I'd have to actually find a gym in Seoul" The door opened up to the floor he was currently staying on.
"How about tomorrow I get you food for lunch, pizza, see how fattening it is for you" He laughed a bit as he walked up to the door, one hand was carrying the box, another his phone… this is a problem…
"Oh… well, can't really do that exactly… hmm, maybe Yoosung knows your address, I could ask him to buy it for you then pay him back at the party" He began to mutter to himself, how he was supposed to get back into the apartment for one, and a small tangent on pineapple on pizza…
As he finished his rant on pineapple pizza he turned to the camera, realising he was still talking to the voice mail. Covering his mouth with his hand, the one that was holding the phone, he coughed into it.
"How long have I been talking for…?" he muttered looking at the screen "Four minutes?! Oh my… Seven's not gunna listen to all of this!" Putting it closer to his ear he turned to the camera and smiled nervously "Well… I'm gunna go… um… eat, thanks for the pizza by the way… bye!"
Putting his phone away he punched in the doors password and entered, happy to eat.
As he set the box down and grabbed some of its contents, he sighed. He hadn't meant to talk for so long, especially to an answering machine, he had a warm feeling in his chest whenever he did.
MC looked towards the pizza box, then the television, then back to the box. Smiling he grabbed the box and sat in front of the apartments television.
As he tried using the remote he found there was nothing but static on, how entertaining. Still wanting to watch something he set down his food and crawled to a small wooden cabinet beside the TV.
Opening it he found cases of movies and shows, Mistress of the Ring, Larry Hotter and a couple of others, none of them interested him having seen them before.
As blue eyes scanned the selection of shows one caught his interest, picking it out he read the title 'Love For The Town Boy, Starring Zen as Kai'. With an excited smile, he crawled away and to the player he spotted a while ago. Hastily running the show, he went back to his pizza and began to munch on it.
He had to admit it, he was excited to see the show, not only because Zen was in it but he hadn't seen this particular one in a while. While it was true his sister made him a fan of Zen… after meeting the actor for the first time when he did would have watched them anyways.
The screen lit up, the shows title fading in and out "This story, is one told by grand parents, by children and teachers, this is the story of one towns love for a boy, and how he grew, how Kai, I, grew with my town…"
MC huddled closer into himself, pizza slowly being eaten. Zen voicing the start of the this must have been the best decision made in production.
The scene continued to play, with Zen, or Kai, helping some people stock the towns general store, being offered a loaf of bread that was left over as pay, from how the towns people treated him, he was liked by everyone in the town.
The next scene started late at night, Kai lying on a mattress in a dark room, smiling as he carved a chunk of fire wood with a knife, a half-eaten piece of bread beside him…
MC continued watching the show, smiling when the town people helped Kai in the biggest way they have yet, convincing him to stay with a family as he always refused in the past. He also nearly cried at several times, for one, when Kai's father who he ran away from found him, but started smiling again when the town came to his aid and protected him.
He was nearly done the show when he heard his phone ring, whipping his head away from the TV he picked up his phone from the floor, it must have fallen out of his pocket. Pausing the show, he looked at the caller, Jaehee, he picked up.
"It's me, Jaehee, I apologise for calling you at this hour but I had a query I wished to ask you"
MC hummed, changing how he sat for more comfort.
"I was meaning to call you about this earlier but Mr. Han needed more work done… anyways, earlier today Seven mentioned family of yours, more specifically, a twin brother named Mel-Cali"
MC bit his lip and nodded silently, he knew where this was going.
"Uh, yeah… a brother… yup, I have a brother…" The lie may be fun at times, but this happens every time… very awkward.
He heard Jaehee say something quietly "He seems to share interest in Zen to the same degree you do…" she stayed quiet for a moment before he heard her gasp "I forgot to say! I met your brother yesterday, he… had business at C&R when we met" She sounded nervous, which was the right thing as what she said was a complete lie.
MC slowly hummed, remembering the accident, his hip still hurt a bit… "Is that so? I didn't know Jumin moved his office to the hood of his car"
Jaehee stayed silent for the following moments, when she spoke she sounded incredibly nervous "He… told you…? I… I am so sorry for what Mr. Han did, he shouldn't have even been on the road, not because he was intoxicated, but, he has not driven in over a year and most likely forgot many of the rules"
MC sighed but nearly dropped the phone in realization. Jaehee, his friend, was upset because of him. All he wanted was to see their smiles, and protect them, not be the reason they vanished.
He started to look around the room "Um… It's alright, I wasn't hurt, like I said, there's no need for you to apologise, you did nothing wrong"
He heard Jaehee sigh happily followed by a small laugh "Did you hand the call to Mel? He said the exact thing yesterday"
He forgot he wasn't raising his voice to sound more feminine… he didn't care right now "It's still me, MC, just ignore my voice and listen to my words, alright Jae?" His voice was softer, hoping to calm his friend if she was still nervous.
"You have something you need to say? I'll listen" She sounded curious.
He nodded and crossed his legs, he was facing the television was he wasn't looking at it.
"Whatever Jumin does, you aren't required to apologise for him, you should never feel the need to apologise for someone else, anything anyone feels towards him, is his problem, same goes for Elly, while Jumin expects you to take care of her, it isn't mandatory in your job" He let the silence that followed sit, to hopefully allow Jaehee to take in what he's said.
"What if… I get fired?" All other background noise he heard previously had stopped, she must have moved to somewhere quieter.
He smiled at the question, hoping to get a smile from his response "You've been working with Ju Ju for over two and a half years, correct?" After a small snicker, she agreed.
"I'm sure everyone knows how much patience goes into being an assistant, chief assistant at that, good job by the way! You work hard, get projects done 120%, if Jumin fires you, it's his lose of the perfect employee" He once again let the silence sit.
He heard Jaehee laugh softly, confusion in her voice with happiness "I don't remember the last time someone has cheered me like this besides Zen, but even his encouragement has not made me feel this hopeful, thank you, you know, you do sound very much like your brother MC…" she stayed quiet for a moment before speaking again, this time her voice holding a mixture of caution and curiosity "But… that's impossible, you recalled the experience with Mr. Han in the first person, but… MC… are you Mel?"
He rolled his eyes and sighed "Yeah, let's just say I'm a cactus for all I care" he cleared his throat and looked at the TV that was still paused, it had Zen starring in it, maybe he should talk about that now.
"Oh, Jaehee, have you seen the show Love For The Town Boy?" He twirled the remote in his hand.
He heard he gasp in surprise "Yes, I have it at my house, have you seen it, it's the only movie Zen has acted in, There are very few copies of it out there, how did you watch it?"
He smiled at the television "Well, I personally don't have a copy, but Rika did" "Rika?" "Yeah, I found it with a bunch of other movies I… didn't think someone like her would be interested in, lots of fantasy, hero's saving the world, some sad ones too" Setting the remote down he looked at the case of the show. It had a picture of Zen, maybe 18 or years old, standing in front of the wooden gates to the town he lived in.
"You found it in Rika's apartment? Didn't V ask specifically not to search cabinets?" He stayed silent after that.
He completely forgot about that rule…
"I forgot… I haven't gotten a call from Seven or V so it didn't set off an alarm…" He set the case down and looked at the camera guiltily.
Jaehee sighed "Well, it's already been done, no use thinking about it further, how far are you into Zen's movie?" A more cheerful tone present.
"I'm almost done it! I'm at the part where Kai is visiting his mothers grave…"
From then on the two continued to talk about the movie. Their favorite parts and why they liked them, Zen's skill in some parts and the movies plot.
By the time either noticed how long they had been talking for, he felt his phone buzz against his ear, looking at it briefly it showed a chatroom being open, Zen and Jaehee already in it.
"Am I boring you?" He asked with mock offence "I think we've been talking for a while, gotta go, see ya later Jae~!"
"Talk to you later… Mel" With that, Jaehee hang up.
Looking at his phone, screen blank, he stared back at his reflection in it. He saw his eyes, blue and bright, mouth still up in a smile.
Turning it on again he looked at the chatroom, not bothering to enter, just… lurk…
Their conversation started with them being concerned about Yoosung, him playing so much that he might get in trouble in classes, it was a tad concerning to him. But after some reassuring from Zen that Yoosung would take his schooling more seriously later.
After, Jaehee brought up the movie they were talking about, and he could see her confusion in her messages as she put an emphasis on the word 'her' when referring to him. He found this funny, but knew he should probably explain to Jaehee the situation, he'd text her later.
During the conversation, Jaehee moved the conversation to Seven, noticing how he has seemed very distracted from work, it seemed everyone has noticed that as well. From his job, he knew Seven had to be smart, so it was a bit confusing to him too. Zen brought up a possible reason for his recent behavior, Seven liked him, MC.
Even just by reading the messages MC could feel his face heat up, and to be honest, he hoped that was the case.
With a small smile he closed the chatroom, as he made his way onto the couch to sit, his back was hurting from being on the floor, he texted Jaehee, telling her Seven was pranking them by saying he was a girl but asked her not to tell anyone else to keep the prank 'alive'.
A few minutes later she responded and agreed, saying she'd keep up the act. Despite her agreeing to play along, he knew she wouldn't just tell everyone, even Jaehee likes to have a good laugh he knew that much.
Looking at the table he stared at the computer, his project on screen, it was due any day now… could be tomorrow, could be the day before the party.
Sighing he moved the computer away, not wanting to work on it tonight…
Picking himself off the couch, he grabbed the pizza box from the ground, he decided he'd finish the show then go online, maybe find a gym to go work out at.
He didn't have class tomorrow, he had it the next day, so he had time to do whatever, maybe respond to some emails for the party.
Walking to a window he sat down, laptop on his legs, he began to trace lines on the glass as he stared outside.
Late at night, stars shining bright in the sky, the red-head didn't know the exact time, but he knew it was late at night if the fact his surveillance camera showed stars on one of his monitors.
From his research, the international space station had passed near his bunker a couple of days ago. He was upset he didn't get to see it, oh well.
Kicking his legs, he felt the soft wind of him being moved, looking to his left he saw nothing interesting, to his right, oh, that's a new member of the dust bunny family, he silently congratulated them.
Pulling the headphones off his ears, music still playing through them, he lightly tossed them onto his desk.
He was tempted to call Yoosung, maybe see if he could prank the poor college student but, he couldn't come up with any ideas, the only ideas he had was, he would go blind in 13 hours from being on the computer, and hacking into his LOLOL. The last one he didn't want to do because it would probably cause Yoosung to hate him…
It was far too late, nearly midnight most likely, so it wouldn't be safe to drive over to C&R to play with Elly, and draw a mustache on Jumin while he slept.
Running a Honey Buddha crumb stained hand over his face he sighed.
Looking at his monitor through dust covered glasses he had the idea to call MC, great idea! Besides the fact… he was most likely asleep, his keyboard being too far for him to check also.
He was running out of ideas to keep himself entertained during his short 'unauthorized' break Mrs. Vanderwood told him not to have. At this rate, it would be productive to sleep then stare at his blank monitors for another couple of hours…
Pulling his phone from its rainbow-colored charger he opened his calendar app. Currently 10:00 pm of the 5th of June, another useless day of the year to which the only exciting thing to happen all year was some random man he for some reason wants to talk to being lead into his dead friends' apartment by a dangerous hacker that could possibly cause harm to everything he cares about.
Another year in the life of secret agent 707…
Oh… it was the fifth…
Seven stared at the calendar app, his birthday is next week, the 11th, the same day as the party, they both would be turning 22… another day apart, no different than any other.
He flipped through the calendar, checking dates, V's birthday in September, Jumin and MC's in October, and Jaehee's in December… oh the struggle to find more gifts…
He wondered if anyone would remember his birthday, or if they would be too distracted by the party to remember… For that reason, he found himself a bit jealous of the party, but knew that without it, the whole RFA would crumble to dust, dust so small it would easily slip through ones fingers.
And without the RFA, there would be no point keeping contact with everyone, Jaehee, Jumin, Yoosung, V, Zen… MC…
Dropping his phone into his lap he shook his head, running both hands through his red hair while he did. After quickly rubbing his eyes ender his glasses he picked his phone back up and stared at it.
It wasn't the time to think about himself, he hadn't been on the messenger much today, he decided he should check what everyone has said.
Opening the app, he did just that.
About an hour later he closed the chatroom, leaving from his spectating mode.
Everyone had gotten body guards' curtesy of Jumin, besides him and MC as they said. Jaehee seemed extremely desperate to live, doing so by, in a way, shipping Jumin to the middle east. Some other stuff, rivalry between Zen and Jumin.
But between all that, what one of the two times he did enter the chatroom, Yoosung and MC were there when he entered, he was, and is still, greatly worried about MC, wanting to call and message him all day.
His mind raced continually while he worked, trying his hardest not to check the messenger or cameras. And after all that, Yoosung accused him of having feelings for the RFA's princess, MC!
Seven swivelled in his chair until he faced a door, locked with 5 locks, the door to God Seven's secret lair! His… bedroom!
Inside his bedroom he remembered placing the robo-guard dog inside his closet where a majority of his clothes and all his books were, including 'How To Be An Expert Playboy 101: Volume 1-16'
Looking at his phone again, he opened the chatroom. Maybe it would be good to just say some things, get stuff off his chest possibly.
707 has entered the chatroom
Immedietly, Seven noticed MC was in the chatroom as well, he started to panic slightly, he wanted to say random stuff, but not to MC, not right now…!
707: MC…!
MC: God Seven! How are you? Did you eat dinner? How's work?
MC: Opps, sorry~ one question at a time~
MC: How's work?!
Seven's lips slowly raised into a smile, MC was always so energetic, especially at night…
He hit his own head, shaking it once again. Bad thoughts! No going there! Not a thing to think, especially about friends!
707: I can't believe it's midnight… I spent the whole day working!
707: I'm sorry MC… I wanted to finish the hacker work but, work just gave me more of its name; work
Even then, MC encouraged him, saying it was alright, that while there was a tomorrow, it could always be finished then.
Seven proceeded to apologize, about the hacker, not finishing his work and more, but he also said he will keep him safe safe no matter what it took.
The two got onto a topic that lead to MC asking if he had run away from home, he… wanted to tell the story, he felt that MC was a person he could trust to the ends of the earth, he didn't want to tell him for pity, he… he wanted MC to know more about him, and he MC.
MC wanted to get to know him, the male said it with his own mouth, or, through the messenger. He couldn't tell him, he told MC he didn't want him to get hurt, that it was for his own safety, his and everyone elses, that they didn't know.
Seven told MC that as much as he wanted to know, he couldn't.
He said how 707 is meant to laugh at everything, throw jokes and memes like fries at a waitress. That's him, that's the Seven they should know, nothing more.
MC asked if he really believed in God… it was true, he did believe in God, as it was the only thing he could have, his beliefs. He said, that a man like him, can't have, want, or desire anything, as he didn't deserve it, that everything was too precious and pure for someone like him to ever desire.
'What's wrong with me' The question Seven has been asking himself for more years than he can remember, but only recently has he been asking it to himself so frequently, every morning, every night, every moment he smiles at a message from the man he's currently talking too.
Never in his life had he felt so… confused and conflicted, his mind pacing in an endless corridor where both paths lead to freedom but him never taking the first step.
Once again… the RFA princess, encouraged him, saying it was alright to be confused, to let everything go and be himself…
But… in the corridor his mind was pacing in, there was no path to 'himself', he wondered… has he forgotten who he even was?
707: I feel weird that…
707: I wanna travel to the moon!
707: There, I wouldn't be a secret agent!
MC: I'm sure that someday, you'll go to the moon
MC: And I'll be right beside you Luciel!
Seven felt something on his face, a tear…
Everyone else, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin and Zen, would just brush off his comments, telling him to quit saying nonsensical things.
MC, was the only one who listened to his tangents of cats and mind dumps, the only one who would follow him to the moon.
707: You would?
707: I'd love that…
707: I'd love to go with you
707: I should really get myself sorted and finish my agency work
707: So I can catch the hacker
MC: That damn hacker, I'll give him 2 frying pans to the face, count em, 2!
707: Yeah! That hackers why I'm a mess!
707: Let's make that 2… a 3! I'll give him one as well!
Soon after, they went back to leisurely banter, talking about how many and what kind off frying pans they should use, stainless steel, or non-stick.
With all the talk of the hacker they were doing, it reminded him of someone, or a group of someone. Seven suggested a group known as Hackers Chasing Hackers. He knew it would be dangerous if they came to the party and found him, he would probably go to jail if that happened, but luckily! They didn't know his name or face!
Plus, it would be fun to mess with them in person, and MC was rather good at talking to people so he'd find a way to get them to come.
With MCs approval, he swivelled his chair back to his three-monitor computer and began to type an email to the group, encrypted and protected of course! He also made sure that they wouldn't be able to find out more about MC, adding several layers of security and firewalls to all of the light-brunettes' social media accounts.
Their conversation ended with Seven saying goodbye in an overdramatic manner, MC playing along with it, being extremely sad about him leaving. But eventually MC said he was going to have a shower so any messages he wouldn't be able to answer.
As both of them left the chatroom, Seven put his phone back on to charge, rainbow colored charger awaiting his phone, and returned to work, a new vigor inside him.
As MC entered the shower, clothes discarded and a pair of shorts on the counter. A soft beeping rang through the apartment, the water from the shower being to loud for MC to hear it.
'The Special Security System has been activated'
'The Special Security System has been deactivated'
'The Special Security System has been activated'