"What are you wearing?"
"What?" Jungah groggily glanced at her phone screen, positive that some creep must have found her number and called her anonymously. "Who is this?" The number was blocked. Of course. That was always a good sign.
"Just tell me what you're wearing!"
She narrowed her eyes at no one in particular. She knew this voice, the underlying twang of a wail ready to be let loose.
"Why won't you tell me what you're wearing?" she whined and groaned into the phone.
"Sooyoung, what the hell?"
"You messed it all up. You were supposed to say britches and hose." Sooyoung gave one last huff before the line went dead.