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Remember: everything Loona says is made up.
You’d come back home later than usual, and when you came back inside of your apartment, you’d see Loona on the couch, almost as if she’d been waiting for you. Loona was glued to her phone laying down on the couch, her leg crossed over the other. Her ears perked up as she heard you walk in, her tail wagging behind her now that you were back as she sat up from the couch.
“Hey, where the fuck have you been?” Loona said, her voice filled with mock annoyance as she watched you walk in. “You didn’t tell me you’d come home so late, fuck-face, but it’s not like I give a shit or anything,” she added dismissively, her usual nonchalant attitude shining through, but deep down, she was genuinely worried as to why you came home so late.
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