The next day passed without any of the three seeing eachother. Irene got sick of it and marched over to Wendy's house, grabbed her and sat her in her car. She was pissed and it didn't help that Wendy wouldn't stop screaming.

She pulled up to Seulgi's house and picked the petite girl up in her arms, who was squirming and wriggling. She entered Seulgi's house, sitting Wendy down on the floor. She locked Seulgi's front door.

The carrot head was sleeping so she woke her up and told her to sit by Wendy.

"What are we doing?" Wendy screamed at her. Irene pulled out a gun, but one that made little to no bullet noise. It was loaded with one bullet.

"Let's play real Russian Roulette." She smirked. The two girls looked at each other and nodded.

"Let's play a game to see who has to go first." Seulgi decided. "First, you two do rock paper scissors, okay?"

The other two nodded and did the hand motions, but not as a little child would do it, they did it focused and determined not to lose. Wendy showed paper and Irene showed rock. Wendy let out a breath and Irene huffed.

"Okay, now Wendy ask a question about you to both of us and the first one to answer wins and the loser has to go first." Seulgi smirked, knowing she could win.

"Okay, what is my favorite color?"

"Blue!" The two said at the same time.

"When is my birthday?"

"February 21, 1994!" Seulgi smirked triumphantly because Irene would neevr know it.

"Yep, sorry Irene." The latter cussed and grabbed the gun, putting the bullet in the chamber and spinning it. She placed it up to her forehead.

Wendy closed her eyes and Seulgi looked away when she fired it. Wendy opened one eye and Seulgi turned to look. Irene was still alive.

"I told you ladies! He's mine!"