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“Hiya! I’m here at the main house, in Khun’s room, with my first two victims -Arm and Pol!” Chay announced, turning his phone to reveal the two bodyguards sitting upon a couch, stiff.
The two males looked like they were ready to bolt any second. They also kept nervously glancing beside Chay -where Kim sat, glaring them down.
From behind the camera, Chay, “Kim, stop glaring at them, you’re scaring them.”
Right after, Khun could be heard scolding, “Yeah, Kim, don’t scare my bodyguards!”
Chay giggled, and Kim sighed.
“Anyway, time to start! Kim, can I have your phone?”
“So this one’s called ‘The Prince and the Bodyguard’.” Chay began.
Pol visibly cringed at the name, and Arm looked terrified.
“That’s a shit name, but it sounds like it’s gonna be an interesting story,” Khun commented from behind Chay.
“Uhh….Sure it is.” Chay replied dubiously.
“The summary is, ‘the son of the wealthiest man in town was assigned a bodyguard, one he could not help but fall for.’”
“That just sounds like Kinn and Porsche.” Khun commented.
Arm was frowning, actually seeming to think about it.
Pol nodded dumbly, “Yeah! It is!”
Chay was trying his best not to laugh already.
“‘I couldn’t let anyone know he was my bodyguard, so when my friend pointed him out -standing in the distance watching over me, I told her he was my overprotective boyfriend.’”
“I don’t understand,” Arm started, frowning again, “Why can’t the character just tell his friend he has a bodyguard? It wouldn’t be odd for the son of someone wealthy to have a bodyguard.”
Pol was nodding along, “Yeah. I don’t get it.”
“It’s a shitty wattpad story, it won’t ever make sense.” Was all Chay said.
“I’m intrigued, move on!” Khun called out.
“‘I stared in shock at him; he was only eighteen and he was being forced to kill someone, as though he were my father’s own assassin-’”
“Wait, he's eighteen??!! And a bodyguard?!” Arm cut in, looking horrified.
“What the fuck.” Pol added, looking equally concerned.
“This feels wrong…” Kim mumbled, the first time he spoke.
Khun was cackling in the background.
“‘He took off his mask, revealing himself to be him , my love, my bodyguard-’”
“He’s a circus performer?!” Pol questioned, confused.
“Is that a night job?? Is the bodyguard-ing just part-time or something? Is that allowed??” Arm added on.
“I think he’s just performing at a random show? I mean it doesn’t specify.” Chay explained, also confused.
“I think it’s interesting; adds a little bit of spice!” Khun commented.
“‘I took a deep breath, readying myself to tell my father that I wanted to marry my bodyguard-’”
“Damn, he’s escalating everything faster than Kinn ever did,” Khun commented.
Pol snorted at that.
Arm, though, looking intrigued, “What’s his father’s reaction?”
Pol sent his partner a very concerned look over the interest he showed.
“I don’t know. It hasn’t been updated in weeks.” Chay responded.
Arm looked like he was going to cry.
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Macauwu: I wanna join you guys at the main house!!! T_T
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