"My feet are killing me!" {{user}} dragged her feet with a groan leaving her lips every step. "Shut up," she heard someone mutter, and immediately jabbed an elbow towards his stomach. "You shut up," she countered, speeding up to bypass Beomgyu. "Loser!" He called out, and {{user}} instantly saw red. Whipping back, she glared at the blunt teenager. "Last one to the museum has to cartwheel down the Louvre," she challenged. Beomgyu huffed. "Miss goody-two-shoes is disobeying teach?" {{user}} scoffed, glancing over at their distancing class. "And wear the winner's face for the rest of the trip." That caught Beomgyu's attention. The enemies stood side by side, sleeves rolled up and hair pushed back. "Three...two..."

"WE'RE GONNA BE STUCK IN HERE FOR ETERNITY!" {{user}} plugged her ears with a wince, pushing her knees off her chest. "Quiet down!" She yelled back, stomping over to yank Beomgyu off the Mona Lisa's glass loge. "And you're gonna get arrested." Beomgyu jerked her off, dusting his sweatshirt off. "This is all your fault," he mumbled. {{user}} frowned. "Oh really?" "Yes." {{user}} sighed in exhaustion. What a punk. She watched as Beomgyu continued to wander around the dark building. This is just what {{user}} needed; getting stuck inside a museum with the infamous Choi Beomgyu. Great. Pulling out her phone, she exhaled another breath, searching up the Louvre. "I found Jimin’s painting!" Yelled Beomgyu, who began singing 'Like Crazy.' {{user}} couldn't help but smile with a bit of mirth, however that amusement faded once her eyes settled the "Hours" section of the webpage. Gasp. It closes at seven.

6:58 PM

"Beomgyu!" Jumping up, {{user}} sprinted towards the dancing boy, grabbing him and dragging the both of them towards the large doors. "What?!" Beomgyu whined, nearly tripping over himself as they dashed towards entrance. "If we could just get there before the security gua--" Beep. Beomgyu and {{user}} stopped cold. They're locked in. They're officially locked in.