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Mornings in their home will never be peaceful.
That's what Jeongyeon realized the very moment she agreed on living with her friends and opening a chicken resto with them.
Momo assured them that it will be an amazing investment and their business will surely flourish. So Jihyo and Jeongyeon agreed to do it. But things didn't run according to what Momo had presented from her imagination.
First, the location was not the best spot to open a restaurant. The only good thing about it is they can live upstairs and their business is just downstairs. Saving them a lot of expenses from transport and even rent.
No one came by to eat chicken except for their one (1) loyal customer and that's Momo's millionaire friend.
("Hey, how many times do I have to tell you that Mina is not my sugar mommy!"
"Right, she's your sugar girlfriend."
"We're not dating yet!"
"Yet.")
Of course because of the first variable, it's most likely that second, their business is not thriving at all, it's basically dead. Jeongyeon might be exaggerating the no customers part, they have occasional visitors like Jihyo's tutee and her friends, or that one time some tourists got lost and stumbled upon their resto but it doesn't cut out everything.
The rent, bills and other expenses are burying them alive. They are barely making the ends meet.
From her room, she can hear them all they way downstairs. Jihyo's nagging at Momo on being a more responsible adult, shouting at Jeongyeon to come down, the sound of their kitchen and a door bell buzzing a couple times than what's necessary.
"Please, someone open that goddamn door and see who's that in this early!"
"I'm shitill bwuahing mah teeth!"
Jeongyeon folds her blanket and took her time arranging her bed. There's no way that she will open the door. The shop opens at 9 so basically, they're still closed.
"--else I'm going to fry you here too!"
After that one final scream, the cluttering, the noise and everything ceased. Ah, finally. Peace and tranquility. Jeongyeon hopes it's gonna last for more than an hour but of course it doesn't. Momo's shrill voice filled the whole place. She was washing her face when she heard Momo scream.
"Holy shit! It's a ghost!"
What?
She switched the tap on but no water came. God, she forgot to pay their water bill and now they don't have running water at all. Great. She didn't bother to rinse her face and immediately went down. Jihyo was running to the door as well.
"I'm gonna whoop your ass. I'm gonna whoop your ass bitch. Come out now."
Momo was punching the air, her toothbrush still in her mouth. There's nobody outside the shop.
"Momo, what the fuck are you doing?"
Jihyo pulls Momo aside looks outside the door when she bumped into an open bag with bunch of cloths.
The bag suddenly cried.
Jeongyeon felt all the hairs on her body standing up, her pores opening and Momo behind her, pushing her toward the bag.
"Jeong, that's the souls they reaped. Oh my god, you hear those screams for help? They're gonna haunt us!"
Jihyo inspected the bag only to see a baby wrapped in all the bundle of cloths. Jeongyeon released a deep breath she hadn't realized she was holding in the first place.
"Right, as if this baby can reap souls, Momo." Jihyo retorted as she cradled the baby. The small creature was still crying.
The foam on Jeonyeon's face suddenly gets into her eye. She screamed and attempted to blindly run back to the bathroom only to collide with Momo. Her eye hurt as well as her head.
Jeongyeon rubbed her already irritated eye, Jihyo grabbed her hand to stop her from doing so. "I told you to stop doing that!" Momo was cooing the baby, making weird incoherent noises as the baby giggled.
She stood up from their dining table earning some looks from her friends as she closed her eyes and took a deep breathe.
"So, you're saying that we actually adopt this kid? Are you fucking kidding me?!"
"No, I'm saying that we temporarily take care of her." Jihyo cut her off. Momo hummed in agreement swaying the baby slowly.
"Oh, come on, Jeong! Can't you see how cute little Chaeyoung is? Come here, look at her!" Momo shoved the bundle on Jeongyeon's face.
Making a face, she dodged the annoying baby and took a carton of orange juice from the fridge.
"And now you're naming that creature Chaeyoung?" She said as she slammed the carton on the table, startling Momo and the baby.
"Hey! Be careful, Chaeyoungie is sensitive." Momo pulled the bundle away from the table, hugging it protectively.
Jihyo poured herself some of the juice as she nonchalantly said something that Jeongyeon believed to be utterly incredulous.
"Her clothes got 'Chaeyoung' embroidered. Duh, so yeah baby Chaeng is staying with us for now."
Jeongyeon swore she felt her eyes twitch. Someone left their baby in random strangers' hands. And mind you, these strangers are broke. How can they feed this little devil then? They barely feed themselves! This ain't it.
"Let's turnover that little shit to the authorities." Jeongyeon firmly said. Jihyo sighed at this. They knew Jeongyeon would be against on taking in the child. She's a proud fuck them kids enthusiast.
"But we can't give her away! I'm already attached to Chaeyoungie!" Momo nuzzled into the Chaeyoung as the baby made some cute noises.
Jeongyeon scoffed. "Attached? You were about to throw hands at that baby exactly 3 hours ago, Momo. Shut up, you're not attached."
Jihyo held both shoulders and shook her as if that would knock some sense into her. "But Jeong, the child's guardian entrusted her to us. They trusted us to take care of Chaeyoung. Please, we can't just leave this baby to other people's care." Jihyo pleaded to her. God they are so stupid!
"Entrusted? More like they left their responsibility to us!"
Momo started to sniffle, "Okay, if that's what you want. We will give Chaeyoung to the authorities." She hugged the bundle dramatically, the baby squeaks.
"Imagine what will happen to her. They might neglect her, she might meet abusive foster parents or, or go orphan and walk down the streets and--"
Ruffling her hair, she groaned in frustration. This pity party speech of Momo won't end and Jeongyeon would only feel guiltier the longer it dragged. "Argh, Fine! Just make sure that you two will take responsibility of that creature. I'm not going to babysit, are we clear about that?"
Momo nodded vigorously as she swung the bundle around. "Awww Chaeyoungie made Jeong a softie."
Jeongyeon rolled her eyes. For fuck's sake how will they feed this child when they don't even have water right now because she couldn't pay it yet. Their rent due's near and electricity is a month past it's due d-
The television goes off and the room goes dim.
Well, right on cue! Fucking great.