( a really long, but categorized, ask meme : accepting!. )

“Eh?” Yeri looks up from the book she was reading, marking the page before closing it and placed it on the coffee table. She got up and walked up to the older’s room, leaning against the doorframe, “I did the laundry last week, I’m sure I put them in your wardrobe…” she walks over the wardrobe, opening the drawer and pulled out a pile of Seulgi’s clothes which she and Irene had ironed and folded neatly the previous week. “These clothes?” she questions, showing the clothes to the older.