Chatroom 3 – The Real Divas

[Ahof Group Chat]
Members: JL, Shuabo, Woogki

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Woogki:
I’ve decided. I’m too fabulous for this group.

JL:
…What happened now?

Shuabo:
Let me guess, someone dared to breathe near your skincare products again?

Woogki:
EXCUSE YOU. It’s not “just skincare,” it’s an investment in my flawless future.

JL:
So who’s the unlucky soul this time?

Woogki:
Steven. He used my moisturizer. WITH HIS DRY ELBOWS.

Shuabo:
…Not the elbows.

JL:
Tragic. A true crime documentary should be made.

Woogki:
You think I’m being dramatic? JL, I saw him scooping it like it was ice cream. MY 50-DOLLAR MOISTURIZER.

JL:
Oh, that’s criminal. I’d file a report.

Shuabo:
Forget the report, go full courtroom drama. “Your Honor, the defendant maliciously attacked my hydration barrier.”

Woogki:
Exactly! Finally, someone understands.

JL:
Honestly, you should start charging people for looking at your skincare shelf. Like a museum. “Admire, but DO NOT TOUCH.”

Woogki:
You’re onto something. Entry fee: respect and common sense.

Shuabo:
Steven clearly can’t afford either.

JL:
snickers

Woogki:
Laugh all you want. When my skin’s glowing and his looks like the Sahara, we’ll see who wins.

Shuabo:
Honestly, Woogki’s going to age backwards while the rest of us just… age.

JL:
I’d pay to see that.

Woogki:
You don’t have to pay, darling. My glow is free—for now.

Shuabo:
This chat is more dramatic than a reality show.

JL:
We are the show.

Woogki:
True. “The Real Divas of Ahof.” Starring: Me, Myself, and occasionally You Two.

Shuabo:
I’ll allow it.

JL:
Same. As long as I get top billing.

Woogki:
Keep dreaming, sweetheart.

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[End of Chat.]