"You look a lil down today" Observes SM looking at the deflated YG sitting with his hand on his chin & staring ahead, sighing constantly.
In response, YG makes an incoherent statement & goes back to looking moody.
Suddenly, his eyes look ablaze as a figure approaches the two of them, carrying the martini the bartender had provided.
"Hello losersss" JYP utters cheerfully in an awkwardly high pitched tone!
YG gives a gutteral growl & turns his back to him, rather dramatically.
JYP scrunches his nose with distaste towards this obviously salty behavior.
"You know what YG, I'm so sick of your salty arse." Begins JYP. "It's not like I asked you to hide your girls in the dungeon or whatever"
"I tried being nice about all the crank calls today at the office but honestly, hiding a paint bomb in the congratulatory flower bouquet, I mean seriously? " JYP rolls his eyes.
"You know sugarplum, if you put one ounce of all that effort in to recycling the songs & giving your girls 10 comebacks every year, you wouldn't end up LOSING TO ME" JYP says heatedly staring at the bald patch on the back of YG's head!
YG gets up immediately. "I'mma kick your sorry a$$, you punk" YG growls and starts after JYP but SM manages to hold him back. YG starts throwing his limbs about wildly, trynna reach for JYP's a$$.
"I set a target and reached it after careful planning, co-ordination, organization & recycling Cheer Up" JYP says obnoxiously while checking out his freshly done manicure.
This leads to YG thrashing his limbs about even more.
"Now there's only one more person that I need to take down to get that first spot. And I will. Soon. " Utters JYP & looks up.
YG has stopped thrashing & SM is standing with his arms still wrapped around YG. Both have gone absolutely quiet.
The 3 of them stare at one another for 3.8 seconds.
"Kick him! " SM utters to YG in a low growl.
Moments later, the bar is brought to a standstill with an ear piercing squeal!
In response, YG makes an incoherent statement & goes back to looking moody.
Suddenly, his eyes look ablaze as a figure approaches the two of them, carrying the martini the bartender had provided.
"Hello losersss" JYP utters cheerfully in an awkwardly high pitched tone!
YG gives a gutteral growl & turns his back to him, rather dramatically.
JYP scrunches his nose with distaste towards this obviously salty behavior.
"You know what YG, I'm so sick of your salty arse." Begins JYP. "It's not like I asked you to hide your girls in the dungeon or whatever"
"I tried being nice about all the crank calls today at the office but honestly, hiding a paint bomb in the congratulatory flower bouquet, I mean seriously? " JYP rolls his eyes.
"You know sugarplum, if you put one ounce of all that effort in to recycling the songs & giving your girls 10 comebacks every year, you wouldn't end up LOSING TO ME" JYP says heatedly staring at the bald patch on the back of YG's head!
YG gets up immediately. "I'mma kick your sorry a$$, you punk" YG growls and starts after JYP but SM manages to hold him back. YG starts throwing his limbs about wildly, trynna reach for JYP's a$$.
"I set a target and reached it after careful planning, co-ordination, organization & recycling Cheer Up" JYP says obnoxiously while checking out his freshly done manicure.
This leads to YG thrashing his limbs about even more.
"Now there's only one more person that I need to take down to get that first spot. And I will. Soon. " Utters JYP & looks up.
YG has stopped thrashing & SM is standing with his arms still wrapped around YG. Both have gone absolutely quiet.
The 3 of them stare at one another for 3.8 seconds.
"Kick him! " SM utters to YG in a low growl.
Moments later, the bar is brought to a standstill with an ear piercing squeal!
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