@cursively ♡ ★ ⋮ ̶f̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶d̶s̶ once upon a time . . . . ୧ , chapter — fourteen "what are we going to do now?" lanai scowled. "we're locked in." jung wooyoung gave a brittle laugh. "that's why you don't trust others." yuying ignored him and picked at the lock. it was just a simple lock, the type you'd turn a key in, but they didn't have- "jenna!" jenna jumped back a little. "what?" "your nail file. can you pass it to me?" jenna dug around in her pockets but came up empty-handed. "sorry, ying. i think i gave it to juyeon." "use this," visha said. yuying accepted the object that visha had passed her. it was a thin, long piece of curved wire like a messily unfolded paper clip. "what is it?" visha showed yuying her notebook. one of the spirals holding the binding together was missing. wooyoung sighed. "it won't work, don't waste your time." click. the door swung open just slightly, so that the light from the hallway made a small square on the dusty, dimly lit floor of the holding cell. "don't be so pessimistic," yuying said, putting the wire in her pocket. "let's go."
