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It had never been decided that it was going to be this way. They could have talked to each other while their manager was deep in his slumber. They could have talked in between breaks. They could have talked while writing lyrics. They could have easily talked during production.
But it would not have felt the way it did right now. Between walls, pencils scribbling vigorously against paper set on floors. Between the slow hum of the air conditioner and their members sleeping. It was stupid, really stupid. Smartphones had existed for a very long time and it had served its purpose with perfection. But the Korean entertainment industry would disagree.
Phones being checked almost every other morning had become the norm at the CORTIS dorm. They should have adjusted to it. The seniors passing by the hallways had after all warned them about the invasion of privacy. It should have felt normal until it didn't.
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"Why are tapping your can so much?" Juhoon asked sitting across Martin with his half eaten instant noodles.
Their choreographer was kind enough to grant them an early departure tonight. Which meant Juhoon was awake instead of laying on his bed, eyes drooping with sleep. The choreographies had always did that to him, making him reach the level of tiresome that he could easily pass out on his bed under two minutes. The fans had always praised him for his effortless performance on stage, they couldn't see this side of him.
"Apparently my feed had decided that I should be interested in morse code." Martin took a sip of his coke.
"Are you?" Now, this had Juhoon interested.
"You never know when you might need it." The taller boy shrugged.
"Did you actually learn it?"
"Yeah, well I have known SOS from before, obviously, but why are so interested?" Martin wiggled his eyebrows in amusement.
"Whatever." Juhoon decided the conversation wasn't as interesting as he had initially thought.
The shorter boy finished up his bowl without any interruptions and started proceeding to his room.
"Where are you going?"
"Martin, it's literally two in the morning, where do you think I am going?"
"Okay, geez, why are being so mean about it." Martin said as he also went inside his own room.
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Martin🦒
'Are you asleep'
Me
'What happened?'
Martin🦒
'I thought if I could text in morse code
And I could!
... --- ...'
Me
'Great job'
Martin🦒
'Was that sarcasm'
Me
'No shit Sherlock'
Martin🦒
'OK but it's like really tough you know memorising all the alphabets'
'Also there's numbers and stuff too!'
Me
... ..- .-. . --..-- / .. - / .. ...
Martin🦒
'Holy shit?!
Care to explain what that is?
And where did you learn it??'
Me
'Figure it out yourself.'
'Also I learned morse code two years ago'
Martin🦒
'Oh c'mon'
Me
'I'll take that as a sign to finally sleep then'
Martin🦒
'Good night to you too'