EXO X RV'S

EXO X RV'S
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Wendy was in the living room when Chanyeol was welcome in. He was playing darts, throwing a little green arrow; hitting the middle. He smiled with satisfaction, still not aware of Chanyeol's arrival. His hair was curled high, leaving strands of strands dangling on the right and left sides.


Chanyeol deliberately did not make a sound. He leaned against the wall, his hands crossed in front of his chest, observing unconsciously he was also smiling.


After all the arrows were thrown, then Wendy knew. “Eh, since when?”


“Since your first highest score.” Chanyeol flicked his chin on the target board. “Keren.”


“Come on, it's not just me who's good at sports and shooting targets here.” Wendy flashed a meaningful smile, knowing Chanyeol realized who he meant. “Wait a minute, yes, I want to clean this first,” point it on his face, the new Chanyeol noticed coated by a peel-off mask.


Wendy enters the bathroom, Chanyeol decides to get out, waiting on the balcony. The silvery moon is surrounded by a rainbow halo, it feels at home to observe it for a long time, how the clouds move around the moon, the pattern on the surface of the moon, and the pattern on the moon, and the warm color around the moon that was locked by the halo.


“Hei.” Wendy patted her shoulder, but let her hand linger there. “Wah, full moon. I just realized, you know.”


“Perhaps occasionally we should install a month count calendar on mobile.” Chanyeol. “Having finished the treatment?”


“Mask free, kok.” Wendy stroked his cheek. “I tried a new brand. Smells good.”


Chanyeol with a fad pinched Wendy's cheek. Wendy pretended to complain and Chanyeol laughed. “Sounds like the result is good.”


“What-what. Only used once, nih.” Wendy looked up again. “Purnama. Looks like a suitable atmosphere for a walk outside.”


“Oh, that one I won't turn down.” Chanyeol nodded quickly. “Good places to eat around here, where?”


“Why look for a close one if we can take a long walk, enjoy the nice weather like this?” Wendy then backed off for a bit. “Find a high-street dining place. Definitely fun. I want to get ready first, yes.”


Chanyeol caught his wrist. “Not necessary. Just look at it enough.”


“Tapi—”


Wendy gnashing. Chanyeol nodded to reassure.


“Ya already.” Wendy puts a hoodie on her head. “I'm just gonna wear this, you know. Don't be shy.”


“No will.” Chanyeol placed his hand on Wendy's back, pushing her gently.


What Chanyeol began to like were the houses they passed on the way to Saskatchewan. The atmosphere, the surroundings, was so different from what he usually saw. Not infrequently he and Wendy passed through an area that seemed empty, whether the field, he did not have time to observe it further. Wendy was driving so fast.


Wendy's old friends held a sleepover at one of their own homes. It just so happens that he, Wendy, and his other friends have an event in Canada, so Wendy decides to go home later and Chanyeol follows. Had not met them for a long time, said Wendy, Chanyeol happily accompanied because initially Wendy almost did not so go because threatened alone— his group friends had their own show.


They both arrived at ten p.m. Chanyeol is a bit awkward being in the middle of Wendy's friends because she is not as fluent as Wendy in English. Wendy helped him occasionally, completing his sentence as necessary.


When attention is no longer on the ‘ special friend Wendy’, Chanyeol backs out and exits. The side terrace of the house like a castle looks tempting.


The side is fenced off, directly adjacent to something that appears to be a wheat field. Chanyeol stood among those tall clumps, looking up.


Now only he feels the open nature without any illumination, only got moonlight—it was not full. He finally understood the pleasures of the ancients, who made hundreds of different tales about the moon, various representations of the moon, representing its beauties or mysteries.


“Hey, that's apparently!” the scream in Korean could not have come from anyone else. Chanyeol turned, waving his hand.


Wendy followed him to the edge of the field, shaking her head. “I thought you ran away, oppa.”


“This place is interesting.” Chanyeol shrugged, then came out from the sidelines of the clump. “A view I've never seen before.” And it awakens. Not a day away with Wendy, the woman has opened her eyes to many things.


“Inside more interesting again.” Wendy pulled Chanyeol's hand. “There is a freshly cooked cake.”


Chanyeol looked at Wendy proudly. What if it's much longer? How many interesting things will Wendy show you?