Unordinary Pt.2
“Hani!” My members yelled from the foyer of our house, “you have mail come pick it up!” “Hwang Hani,” one of them yelled again. “What!” I yelled back irritatedly. “You have mail come down!” “Coming,” I responded irritatedly. I quickly ran down the stairs. “Where is it?” I asked, slightly out of breath. My members…
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