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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