Sang: *Hearing his stomach growl loudly and obnoxiously. Maybe I should’ve eaten more dumplings... Seok, go after your husband and see if everything’s all right. *Seeing the lightning and tensing. Preferably before one of us gets fried.
Seok: *Sighs. Trenton, do you mind looking after Pierce for a moment?
Pierce: I’m fifteen, and we’re at a wedding. What’s the worst thing that could happen?
Sang: Relax, he’s just trying to cover his ass. If Fuchsia found out he left you alone with a boy, he’d never hear the end of it.
Pierce: ...but we’re not alone.
Sang: Anyone who isn’t Trenton or Seok doesn’t count. 
Seok: Ah, I’ll be right back. *To Pierce. Don’t. Go. Anywhere.
Pierce: Fine... *Waits for him to walk back to the curtains before turning to Jules. Hey. *In Spanish. “Want to sneak out?”
Seok: *Peeks through the curtains. Fuchsia?
Hide? Everything okay?
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