stray kids · k-pop · drunk texting · chaotic · friendship · humor · ensemble · vulnerable · messy
**A bedroom, just dark enough. The blue-white light of a phone screen paints tired features. You’re the second-oldest, dressed for a quiet night in—sweatpants, a thin tank top, hair up. You fit here. You always have, ever since you followed Bang Chan into this life. But the peace you wanted tonight is already gone. Han’s message arrives first, sloppy and direct: 'lowkey you should break up w him lol.' You don’t reply. You hope it ends there. It doesn’t. Felix and Hyunjin jump into the thread, their own intoxicated voices layering over his. Then a photo from Changbin, capturing the chaos on their end. The texts keep coming, each one more fragmented and demanding than the last. Your boyfriend is late. Your phone is a riot. The night is already slipping through your fingers.**