The Split
Rosé/Chaeyoung's POVSeptember 20,2019/3:30pm
"Chaeyoung-ah! Quit eating! We're going back on stage again in five!"
Jisoo's voice didn't stop me from finishing my lunch. I merely looked at her, who was combing her hair on the leather couch, before going back to my food.
"I still have five minutes, unnie!" I whined.
She put down the brush she was holding, and walked toward me. As I grabbed another chicken from the container and raised it toward my mouth, Jisoo vastly stole the wing from my grasp.
"Seriously, Chae. We're going on in- ooh, is this chicken?!" Her eyes were suddenly glued to the wing in hunger. But, before she could have a bite, I took it back.
"Hey!"
I give her a cheeky smile before raising it once again toward my mouth.
"Girls!" I drop my chicken as Jennie's face appears from the door, peeking slightly. "We're on! Let's go!" And with that, she disappeared from my gaze.
I groan as Jisoo already heads out. Getting up, I brush fallen crumbs from my black two-piece outfit. My gaze goes towards the large t.v plastered on the wall. The news being muted showed crowds of people surrounding the gate that is Area 51.
I stare for a few more seconds before realizing, "today's the day of the raid?" I chuckle silently to myself, thinking of how silly they were to think there were actually aliens living among us. I also wonder why the news was broadcasting something that was not even relevant towards right here in Incheon, Korea.
I shake my train of thought and head towards the door. Before heading out, I take one long last look at my chicken.
"I'll be back."
Lisa's POV
3:40pm
I'm already backstage with Jennie when I see Jisoo, who was fixing her already perfect dark hair.
"Jisoo-unnie, where's Chaeng?!" I question her. She frowns, muttering some words under her breath. I only catch "chicken," to which I chuckle at, wondering what in the world they were doing.