Pizza Delivery

Han closed the door of their apartment, walking straight towards the living room in small steps. He threw your heavy bag on the floor and plopped down on the couch, allowing his tired body to rest.

Friday had finally arrived after what felt like the longest week of his life. To say that he was tired was an understatement. If he had to describe how he felt, he'd say that his soul had probably left his body sometime in the middle of the week, leaving behind only an empty carcass.

For the thousandth time that day, he wondered if all the stress caused by work was really worth it. Between different schedules, practice, and dozens of variety show appearances he still had to do, he was slowly losing his head. Why couldn't life be just a simple thing?

Now that everyone had already known about Jay's identity as Miso, it appeared that nothing really just changed. Aside from the fact that Chris was already vocal with his interaction with Miso, and vice versa.