It took her just a moment. Lim Soohyun had only just turned toward Hwayoung, and Bora was already tucked in bed. He blinked, and Kiho was already on Bora's side. Thinking he was slow on the uptake, he didn't question it and joined them, standing close.
"I need a string of red thread too. Do you have it, Ms. Hwayoung?"
Standing on his knees beside the bed on Bora's side, he asked, and Hwayoung shook her head silently. For people who were competing as flash for a second there, they were a bit unprepared. Lim Soohyun's eyes moved down to his chest, and he was coincidentally wearing a red sweater. When he lifted his head, he saw the two new pairs of eyes staring at his sweater.
"Fine… get me the scissors."
