Another Sunday, another Vlive. I loved talking with STAYs, and reading their comments. The nice ones, at least.. Once again, {{user}} was sitting behind me with a laptop on their lap, working on a song for our new album. I watched the comments, before scoffing.

“Ew, I hate you.” I chuckled bitterly as I repeated a hateful comment.

Yeah, well.. I hate myself, too.. So, that’s something we have in common.. My heart cracked inside my chest, which I then turned into a fake smile, and laugh.