[color=6ecff6][b]SOU MIYANE[/b][/color] - Central District[hr]
[b]“<<Um, Miya-ssi,>>”[/b] Hyejin began, an apologetic smile on her face, [b]“<<Mine’s acting up, so...please?>>”[/b]

Miyane blinked. Her scowl was half-formed, sunglasses doing well to obscure what irritation did leak through. She reached for her own phone to resist the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose.

[color=6ecff6]“<<You’re devastating me.>>”[/color]

[b]“<<Sorry!>>”[/b]

Further scolding caught in her throat as warmth caressed her hand. Another blink. Heat. Everything else in her handbag felt normal. The idol pulled the iPhone out. Yes, it was distinctly warm to the touch. A result of the café heating maybe?

It wasn’t from overuse. The usual volume of messages had been received. No one in the 8team groupchat spamming with news of a new project. Daehyun was likely still filming. The company was quiet, as usual.

And yet, the phone refused to function. They were in the dead centre of Tenoroshi but there was zero reception. No satellite, no internet. Hell, even the apps weren’t opening properly.

[color=6ecff6]“This goddamn timing…”[/color]

Miyane threw her chin upwards, a loud groan ready to release, when she saw that [i]something[/i] managed to go her way today. The thug was walking away. In his place, towering over the addict, was a familiar head of blond. This timing, indeed.

[b]“<<Good thing someone stepped in, huh?>>”[/b] Hyejin chuckled. Her thumb was still uselessly tapping away. Her gaze wasn’t on the window any more. [b]“<<I don’t think the police were going to get here.>>”[/b]

Miyane followed her sight. The rest of the café patrons were doing the exact same thing, fiddling with their devices. Turning them off and on, tapping at screens, getting visibly frustrated as the plastic bricks in their hands refused to comply. The phone in her hand remained warm, but the bad feeling in the pit of her stomach was searing.

And yet, none of it compared to the cool irritation she was famous for. What a disaster of a lunch this turned out to be. All she wanted to do now was sit at home.

[color=6ecff6]“<<If we’re done here,>>”[/color] Miyane said icily, [color=6ecff6]“<<then I’m going. The taxi rank is only a block away.>>”[/color]

She didn’t wait to move this time.