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"𝑹𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑨 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓" 𝑨 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 💐⋆.ೃ࿔*: 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 1

Chapter Genre: this chapter consists of fluff!

Synopsis: You’re a freelance artist struggling to pay bills when your best friend signs you up (without asking) for a new dating app service: Rent-A-Date — where people can 'rent' a pretend lover for weddings, events, holidays, etc. You’re furious... until your first renter is Hongjoong — a charismatic, mischievous guy who hired you to be his fake girlfriend for an important family event.

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💌: this is the first chapter of my new hongjoong series, this series consists of fluff, smut, and a bit of angst! Comment if you'd like to be added to the taglist! (Sorry about the multiple timeskips!)

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The worst part wasn’t that you were broke.

The worst part was that you were broke and getting fake-hired as someone’s girlfriend on an app you’d never even signed up for.

Your phone buzzed again on the kitchen counter, the screen lighting up with a notification that might as well have been handwritten by the devil himself.

“Your Rent-A-Date profile is LIVE! Clients are browsing now.”

Brows furrowed, you stepped toward it as though it might explode. Rent-A-what?

It only got worse from there.

On the screen, your face stared back — slightly crooked smile, the subtle remnants of glitter under your eyes from that party last winter, and a caption underneath that made your soul leave your body:

Freelance artist. Introvert with a bold streak. Great with parents. Can fake-laugh at bad jokes.

Underneath: Best friend submitted profile.

You made a strangled noise, your mouth falling open in shock.

“No. Nope. No, no—”

Your fingers flew across the screen, unlocking the app with shaking hands, heart pounding like you were about to be sentenced to death. It was sleek — all pastel pinks and lavender swirls, with soft music playing in the background, like this was some dreamy, magical matchmaking world instead of… whatever hell this was.

Rent-A-Date, the bold bubbly font read. Need a plus one? A pretend partner? Someone to survive a wedding or win your ex’s jealousy? Rent your perfect fake partner today!

You stared blankly at the screen, processing the absurdity of it all.

There were five glowing stars next to your profile — five glowing stars. Had someone actually rated you?

And there, sitting like a neon sign mocking your existence, was a pending request.

Your jaw dropped.

“Pending—? Someone actually booked me?”

And there it was. The job you didn’t ask for, the nightmare you didn’t sign up for:

Client Request: Kim Hongjoong

Event: Cousin’s engagement party (family present)

Dates: Friday–Sunday (includes hotel accommodations, transportation provided)

Role: Girlfriend (must be convincing)

Rate: $1,200 + bonuses for realism and extended stays

Your eye twitched. You couldn’t even form words. Was this a joke?

You hit call, but your heart was already sinking.

The line clicked twice before the bright, chaotic voice of your best friend — the only person in your life you would actively consider murdering — answered.

“Helloooo, newly employed fake girlfriend!”

“You have five seconds to explain before I call the cops.”

“Oh, come on! I did you a favor!” your friend laughed, entirely too pleased with herself. “I saw the app and immediately thought, you know who needs cash and has serious girlfriend material? My best friend.”

“You submitted my face,” you snapped, pacing the length of the kitchen, your mind spinning. “You put my photo and name on a dating-for-hire app without even telling me.”

“Technically, they ask for consent when you log in. Which you did. Yesterday.”

“I thought it was for art commissions!” you barked, incredulous.

Silence.

“Okay, that’s on me,” your friend admitted, sounding far too calm. “But still. It’s a brilliant idea. You need money. And now you’ve got a high-paying gig with a really hot guy. A rich, hot guy. I mean, hello?”

“I don’t want to fake-date anyone’s rich ass,” you hissed, slumping onto the couch and dragging your knees up to your chest. “I want to make rent without being someone’s trophy girlfriend for the weekend.”

“Well, it’s not like you have to actually do anything,” your friend said, almost too cheerfully. “You smile, hold his hand, make his grandma think you’re dating. It’s not illegal. It’s barely even acting.”

“It’s completely humiliating,” you muttered, dragging a hand over your face.

“It’s twelve hundred dollars,” your friend corrected, voice syrupy and teasing. “Plus bonuses. You could buy, like, actual groceries. A new stylus. Coffee that doesn’t taste like burnt tears. That doesn’t sound like humiliation, does it?”

“I hate you.”

“You’ll love me by Sunday,” she promised in a sing-song voice. “You always do.”

You were quiet for a long moment, staring at the booking details again, biting the inside of your cheek like you could physically will the words to vanish from the screen.

Rent-A-Date.

Kim Hongjoong.

Fake girlfriend.

Twelve hundred dollars.

You groaned, dropping your head back against the cushion like you were suddenly too tired for this.

“What’s his deal anyway?” you asked, defeated.

“Oh my god, I’m so glad you asked,” your friend said, her voice going all excited and dramatic.

There was a flurry of rapid typing. The next thing you knew, she gasped like she’d discovered the Holy Grail.

“Okay, so… he’s a creative director at a music label — don’t ask me which one, he’s secretive. Really artsy, kind of cocky, but in a flirty way. Think charming menace but, like, the good kind of menace? His Instagram looks like an indie fashion magazine. Anyway, he apparently needs a girlfriend for a big family weekend or his aunt will set him up with someone again. He’s desperate. And picky. But he picked you.”

“Lucky me,” you muttered dryly.

“I saw a picture of him. You’re gonna be mad.”

“Why?”

“Because he’s your type.”

“I don’t have a type.”

“You do, and it’s mischievous jawlines with too many rings.”

You groaned and collapsed back against the couch, eyes drifting shut for a moment. Mischievous jawlines with too many rings.

Your friend’s voice continued, syrupy sweet. “Just meet him. One coffee date to discuss the job. You don’t have to sign your soul away — just feel it out. You know, for the sake of... potential true love.”

“You already confirmed the request, didn’t you?”

“…I sure did.”

“I actually hate you.”

“Love you too,” she chirped. “Wear something flirty, but not desperate. First impressions matter. Especially with future soulmates.”

She hung up before you could scream.

An hour later, you sat in front of your mirror, glaring at your reflection.

This was not a date. It was a fake job interview for a fake relationship that you didn’t even want.

And yet… you’d changed outfits three times.

You settled on something casual but cute — a dark cardigan over a tank top, jeans with just the right amount of “I’m not trying too hard,” and your favorite boots. Just enough to feel put together. Not enough to look like you cared.

Which you didn’t.

Definitely.

Outside, the sun was just starting to fall behind the buildings as you walked toward the café where the meeting was scheduled. Your hands were cold in your sleeves. A fall breeze rolled down the street, biting but kind of refreshing. You tried not to think about what was waiting on the other side of the glass.

Just coffee. Just business.

Just pretending to be someone’s girlfriend for a weekend.

Totally normal.

The café was warm, a soft, amber glow of lights spilling across the worn wood floors and faded brick walls. Indie music floated lazily through the speakers, mellow tunes with gentle guitar strums and mellow percussion, creating a cozy cocoon around you. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans mixed with the faint sweetness of baked goods. You scanned the room, looking for your supposed "client," half-expecting some unremarkable office-type with a clipboard or a disinterested phone-call kind of guy.

That was, until your eyes locked with his.

A guy in a black beanie, seated by the window, caught your gaze. There was something magnetic about him — the sharpness in his eyes, a hint of mischief in the curve of his lips. His rings caught the light, gleaming as he turned his head to meet you, a smirk playing at the edges of his mouth.

Before you even had a chance to blink, he was standing up. His movement was fluid, confident, the kind of natural grace that only comes with years of practice — like he'd done this a thousand times before.

"Hey," he said, his voice low and effortless, the smirk never fading. "You must be the storm I hired."

Your brows shot up, a mix of surprise and confusion washing over you.

He chuckled at your reaction, not waiting for a reply before he reached out a hand. "Kim Hongjoong. And you must be the reluctant fake girlfriend who didn’t sign up for this."

His gaze didn’t waver as you hesitated, sizing him up. For a moment, all you could do was stare at his hand, his skin warm against yours when you finally took it, shaking it with caution. His grip was firm, steady — not the kind that you’d expect from someone trying to fake their way through a situation.

You blinked a few times, trying to shake off the strange feeling crawling up your spine. The fact that he was already throwing out lines like that had you on edge. You slid into the seat across from him, trying not to think about how annoyingly attractive he was. His jawline was sharp, like it could cut glass, and his earrings sparkled under the dim lighting. His eyes, though — they weren’t just looking at you like he was sizing you up. They were focused. Interested. Like he could see right through the fake smiles and the exterior you’d perfected.

"So," he began, leaning forward, his elbows resting on the table, fingers playing with the edge of his coffee cup. The soft clink of his rings against the porcelain broke the otherwise quiet space. “How fake are you willing to go?"

You blinked, thrown off by the question. You weren't sure if you should laugh, be offended, or just leave. "Excuse me?" you asked, your voice sharper than you intended.

"I mean," he continued smoothly, his smirk never wavering, "are we just holding hands and laughing at my jokes, or are we doing the whole rom-com experience? You know — fake dates, accidental kisses, spontaneous declarations of love?"

You narrowed your eyes, unsure how to respond. "I don’t… do rom-coms," you said, shaking your head, already regretting the words. This was going to be a disaster, wasn’t it?

He leaned back in his chair, his grin never fading, and shot you a playful shrug. "Shame," he said, almost wistfully, like it was a personal loss. "You’ve definitely got that main character energy."

Your eyes narrowed even further. "Are you always like this?"

"Only with people I pay," he said with a wink, voice dripping with teasing arrogance.

For some reason, you almost fought a smile. Almost. But you couldn’t let him get the satisfaction.

"I’m not kissing you," you said bluntly, letting the words land with as much finality as you could muster.

"Noted." He didn’t flinch, didn’t hesitate. In fact, he just gave you that infuriatingly confident grin. "Unless it’s, you know, absolutely necessary."

"It won’t be," you retorted firmly.

"Still noted," he replied casually, like he’d just made a mental note in a list of things he would absolutely ignore later.

You sighed, sinking back into your chair, arms crossed tightly over your chest, trying to maintain some semblance of control in this situation that was already starting to spin out of your hands. "Why not hire someone who actually wants to do this?" you asked, genuinely curious. Maybe you’d get a straightforward answer.

"I did," he said, his voice smooth, confident, almost mocking. "You just didn’t know it yet."

Your mouth opened, then closed, your mind reeling at the implications. For a moment, all you could do was stare at him, unsure how to respond to that. The nerve of this guy. The audacity.

Okay — fine. Maybe he was charming. In an infuriating, smug, weirdly endearing way. The kind of guy who could easily win people over without even trying. The kind of guy who could lie to your face and make you feel like he was telling the truth.

And the thing that made it worse? He didn’t feel fake. Not yet. That was the most dangerous part.

There were few things more awkward than standing in your living room while a man you barely knew scrutinized you, sizing you up like you were a piece of fragile glass. Then, he hit you with the bombshell: “So… how do you feel about PDA?”

Your posture stiffened instinctively, arms folding across your chest, a small, incredulous laugh escaping your lips. “Uh, we haven’t even fake-hugged yet, and you’re already jumping to PDA?”

Hongjoong, unfazed, smiled like he had just asked you the most natural thing in the world. “I just want to know your boundaries. We’ll be around my extended family in Busan for two days. They’re nosy, affectionate, and they love to assume things. If we act like two bricks sitting next to each other, they’ll know something’s up.”

You exhaled sharply, suddenly feeling like the walls of your tiny apartment were closing in around you, like the air itself was thick with an unspoken tension. This was why he had asked you over tonight — “rehearsal,” as he had called it. His idea of preparing you for the whirlwind that was meeting his family, and it felt weirdly intimate, even though it was fake.

“Okay,” you muttered, forcing a smile as you adjusted the hem of your shirt nervously. “Where do we start?”

Hongjoong stepped closer, just a foot away now, but not enough to touch. “Let’s begin with hugs.”

You blinked, staring at him. “You’re serious?”

He tilted his head, expression playful. “What, you think I’m gonna take my fake girlfriend to meet my grandma without at least practicing one solid hello hug?”

He had a point. But it still didn’t make it any less weird.

You sighed and nodded, taking a step back to adjust your posture. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

The first attempt was painfully awkward. You stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. Your arms hovered uncertainly in the air, while Hongjoong stepped in, wrapping his arms around you loosely in what could only be described as a half-hearted attempt. It felt like a third-grade slow dance — stiff and uncomfortable, with no rhythm.

As soon as you pulled away, both of you muttered in unison, “That was horrible.”

And then, you both burst into laughter, the tension breaking for a moment. Hongjoong waved his hand, signaling for a redo.

“Okay, again,” he said, clearly amused. “This time, just… let it happen. Don’t overthink it.”

Easier said than done. You closed your eyes for a brief second, steeling yourself to try again. This time, his arms wrapped around your waist, firmer but not too tight. You cautiously looped your own arms around his shoulders, feeling the heat of his body close to yours. His scent — something warm and woody, with a subtle sweetness — lingered in the air, and you could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against yours.

The contact was… not terrible. Not as bad as you had expected, at least.

“Better,” he murmured, voice muffled slightly by your hair, the sound of his words sending a ripple through your chest. You pulled away quickly, feeling an unbidden warmth creep up your neck.

“Yeah. That was… fine,” you muttered, avoiding his gaze.

His grin was wide, clearly amused. “You were blushing.”

You rolled your eyes, trying to hide your discomfort. “Shut up.”

“You’re cute when you’re flustered,” he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

You narrowed your eyes. “Are you flirting with me right now? During boyfriend bootcamp?”

Hongjoong’s eyes danced with playful mischief. “Nope. This is fake affection practice. Totally professional.”

Groaning, you flopped back onto the couch, the pillow beneath you soft and a little too warm. “You’re gonna make this harder, aren’t you?”

He joined you, sitting just close enough that your knees brushed together. “Probably.”

The next module was “how to sit together in public,” or, according to Hongjoong, the “let’s make people believe we’re actually dating” training. He scooted in next to you, close enough that your shoulders were brushing, and his knee bumped against yours.

“This okay?” he asked casually, as if he were asking if you liked the weather.

You hummed noncommittally. The proximity made you feel oddly self-conscious. It wasn’t just the fact that he was close, but the fact that you barely knew him — and now you were supposed to pretend to be a couple? Your body felt stiff under the weight of his presence.

“Should I back off?” he asked, eyes searching your face for any signs of discomfort.

You shook your head. “No, it’s fine.”

His lips curled into a soft smile, then he relaxed slightly, slouching a little as if making himself more comfortable. “Now we’re just chilling at a friend’s party,” he continued, his voice smooth. “You’re tired, and I’m rubbing your back or something. What would you do?”

You turned to face him, eyebrows raised. “Rub my back?”

He chuckled at your reaction. “Not like that,” he corrected, laughing again. “Just like… comforting.” He placed his palm gently on your upper back, his thumb lazily making slow circles. “Comfort.”

Okay. You hadn’t expected that. The motion was gentle, deliberate, and for a moment, you almost forgot it was all part of the “practice.” His touch, while casual, sent a small shiver down your spine. It was surprisingly relaxing, the way his thumb glided slowly across the back of your neck. Until you realized how still the room had become, how aware you were of every little movement, every little shift in his hand.

You cleared your throat, forcing yourself to focus on anything else but the warmth of his hand. “This is weird.”

“You’re stiff,” he pointed out, his voice light but knowing.

“No, I’m not,” you muttered, trying to stay relaxed.

“You’re sitting like I’ve got a knife to your back,” he teased.

Rolling your eyes, you couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Sorry if I’m not used to strangers petting me.”

His smile softened, gaze growing a little warmer. “We’re not strangers anymore, though. Are we?”

You froze, unsure how to respond. You’d known him for less than a week, but in that time, you’d learned things about him — his family dynamics, his quirks, the things he liked and didn’t like. And now, here he was, sitting on your couch, touching you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“…I guess not,” you said, your voice softer now.

The next lesson came unexpectedly — hand holding. You reached for your water, but before you could take a sip, Hongjoong’s hand slid into yours, his fingers curling around yours without warning.

You froze, looking down at your joined hands. “What are you doing?”

He smirked, clearly enjoying your reaction. “Pretending we’re walking down the beach at sunset,” he said smoothly. “You look at me with those big heart eyes, and you say, ‘Oppa, I’ve never felt this way before.’”

You snorted in disbelief, feeling your face flush as you tried to pull your hand away. “You are the worst.”

He just laughed, eyes twinkling. “C’mon, don’t leave me hanging. Hold it like you mean it.”

With a sigh, you adjusted your grip, curling your fingers tighter around his. His hand was warm, his skin rough in a way that felt solid and grounded, and his thumb brushed gently against your knuckle. You refused to look at him, focusing instead on the sensation of his hand in yours, trying to push away the feeling of heat rising to your cheeks.

“You’re blushing again,” he commented quietly.

“You say that like it’s a surprise,” you shot back, though the words felt weak compared to the sudden rush of warmth that spread across your skin.

With a soft chuckle, he released your hand, and for a moment, you missed the contact more than you expected.

“I like flustering you,” he said, standing to stretch, his voice low and teasing. “It’s fun.”

You threw a pillow at him. He ducked, laughing all the while.

Later that night, when things had quieted down, Hongjoong’s expression shifted, becoming more serious.

“There’s one more thing we should go over,” he said, his voice unexpectedly soft.

You were curled on the edge of the couch, sipping tea, trying to ground yourself after the whirlwind of practice you’d just gone through. “What now? Practice baby talk?”

He chuckled at the idea, walking over to sit beside you again. “No. Kissing.”

You nearly choked on your tea. “Excuse me?!”

“Fake kissing,” he clarified quickly, sitting just a little too close again. “We don’t have to. But if someone asks us to kiss — or we get pushed into one — we should know how to handle it.”

Your throat felt dry. “I—I don’t know, Hongjoong…”

“We won’t do it unless you’re okay with it,” he added gently, the serious tone in his voice making you pause. “We can stop the second it feels too much.”

You found yourself looking down at your hands, unsure. The idea of kissing someone for “practice” was a lot harder to swallow than you’d thought. But some part of you was curious. What would it feel like? Would it be as fake as this entire arrangement, or would it be something more?

“…Maybe we just pretend.”

Hongjoong’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Pretend to pretend?” he teased. But there was no push, no pressure in his tone.

He leaned in slowly, eyes never leaving yours. His gaze was soft, lips slightly parted, and for a moment, everything around you fell away. He was close — close enough that you could feel his breath on your skin, smell the same warm scent that seemed to follow him around. His presence was overwhelming, and your heart began to race.

You didn’t move. Not until the last possible second, when panic shot through your chest like a warning bell. You turned your head abruptly, flinching away. “I—I can’t.”

He stopped immediately, pulling back, his expression softening.

“Hey,” he said, his voice calm and understanding. “It’s okay.”

You could feel your pulse pounding in your ears, the words “I’m sorry” slipping out before you could stop them. You were embarrassed. More than that, you were overwhelmed by the whole situation.

“Don’t be,” he said gently, his voice quiet. “That’s the whole point of practice, right? We figure out what works and what doesn’t.”

You nodded, feeling the heat in your chest slowly fade. His smile was soft, almost reassuring. “We’ll skip that part. For now.”

His gaze lingered on you for just a moment too long, and in that look, something unspoken passed between you.

You didn’t know what was happening between you two. But you knew one thing for sure — pretending was starting to feel a whole lot more real than you had expected.

Packing for a wedding was already stressful. Packing for a wedding where you had to fake-date your mildly infuriatingly attractive pretend boyfriend? Next level.

You sat cross-legged on your bed, surrounded by piles of rejected outfit combos. Dresses too plain, dresses too tight, shoes too high, shoes too boring — nothing felt right. The pressure of being arm-in-arm with someone as effortlessly cool as Hongjoong made every outfit feel like a potential disaster. He was always so composed, his style sharp and effortless, like he’d been born with a natural flair for making everything he wore look like it came from a high-end magazine. And here you were, tangled in fabric, unsure of how to match his vibe, or worse, how to stand next to him without looking like you didn’t belong.

You weren’t dressing for him, of course. Not really.

Just for the relatives. The photos. The illusion. The act. But no matter how much you told yourself it didn’t matter, your heart still fluttered when his name flashed across your phone. His message read: “Be there in 10 to help pack. Don’t panic.” You couldn’t help it — your chest tightened in that familiar way it always did when you saw his name. The fluttery feeling you’d sworn wasn’t there took hold again, and you found yourself lying down on the bed for a moment, trying to shake it off.

“Professional,” you whispered to yourself. “This is strictly professional.”

You almost believed it. Almost.

Hongjoong showed up exactly ten minutes later, as promised. He stepped into your room, and his gaze immediately swept over the chaotic scene of clothes and half-packed bags scattered across your bed and floor. The way his eyes narrowed slightly, that trademark half-amused, half-exasperated expression on his face, only made him look more... irritatingly perfect.

“Wow,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “You really weren’t joking.”

“I hate you,” you muttered, still tangled in a particularly troublesome dress that refused to hang right.

He grinned, taking his time walking over and flopping down on the bed beside you, knocking a few items to the floor in the process. “You love me.”

“Fake love,” you shot back, throwing a crumpled shirt at him in frustration.

“Love is love,” he said nonchalantly, like he had all the time in the world to indulge in this ridiculous charade. He kicked his feet up, completely at ease, as if he weren’t in the middle of your personal chaos. “Alright, what’s the crisis?”

You threw your hands up in frustration, gesturing to the sea of rejected outfits that seemed to mock you. “Nothing fits the vibe. I don’t know how to look like someone you’d date.”

He didn’t respond immediately, the usual teasing grin replaced with a quiet contemplation. His eyes narrowed thoughtfully, and you couldn’t tell if he was focusing on your clothes or what you’d just said.

“…What does that mean?” he asked, his voice softer than you expected.

You looked away, unwilling to meet his eyes. “You’re just — cool. Sharp. Confident. I don’t look like I belong next to you in photos.”

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes scanning your face with a seriousness that made your heart beat faster. “Hey,” he said, the usual playfulness gone from his voice. “Don’t say that. You’re beautiful. And anyone would be lucky to be seen next to you.”

The sincerity in his tone stopped you dead in your tracks. For a moment, you forgot how to breathe. You stared at him, trying to find something — anything — to respond with, but your words caught in your throat.

“…You’re just saying that because we’re in character,” you managed to say, your voice quieter than usual.

“No,” he replied, his gaze unwavering. “I’m saying that as me.”

The weight of his words hung in the air between you. It was like a sudden shift in the dynamic, something that caught you off guard and left you feeling exposed, like he’d just taken the mask off and let you see the person behind the act. And you didn’t know how to handle it.

Before you could say anything else, he waved it off, his usual easygoing demeanor slipping back into place. “Alright, let’s get back to the task at hand. What do you want to try next?”

You blinked, unsure of what just happened. But you nodded, forcing yourself to focus on the mission at hand.

You reached for the nearest dress, holding it up for his inspection — a soft, pastel wrap dress with flutter sleeves and a modest neckline. It was pretty, sure, but simple. Maybe too simple. It screamed “safe” more than “stylish.”

Hongjoong tilted his head slightly, eyes scanning the dress before he gave a casual nod. “Cute. Very girl-next-door. I like it.”

You frowned. “Too safe?”

“Depends,” he said, leaning back against the bed. “What do you want to say with your look? ‘Don’t look at me, I’m taken’? Or ‘Yes, he did pull someone this hot, and no, you can’t have me’?”

Your lips curled in a smile despite yourself. “I want to say, ‘This is a lie, but I refuse to look bad doing it.’”

Hongjoong burst out laughing, catching a sweater you had thrown at him without even trying. “In that case, try the black one.”

You narrowed your eyes, already dreading the suggestion. “The tight one?”

“It’s elegant,” he said with a grin. “And it’ll match my suit. Coordination is key, babe.”

You grimaced. “Don’t call me babe.”

“Sorry. Sweetheart?” he offered, giving you a playful wink.

“Ugh, you’re insufferable,” you muttered, grabbing the offending dress and heading to the bathroom.

You slipped into the black dress he’d suggested — sleek, off-the-shoulder, hugging your curves in all the right ways without feeling overly revealing. The fabric felt like confidence itself as it skimmed over your body, making you stand a little taller, feel a little stronger. You stared at yourself in the mirror for a long moment, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement swirl inside you. The dress made you feel like a different version of yourself — the one who didn’t second-guess her choices, the one who knew how to own a room.

You stepped out of the bathroom slowly, your pulse quickening as you saw him lounging on the bed, his phone in hand. But when he looked up and saw you, everything shifted. His eyes moved over you, slowly, deliberately — from your collarbone to the hem of your dress and back up again, as if he was trying to memorize every detail. His expression was unreadable at first, but then something changed. His mouth parted, his posture shifted as he sat up straighter, his eyes locked onto yours.

“…Whoa,” he breathed out, his voice low and surprised.

You swallowed, nervous. “Too much?”

“No,” he said quickly, his tone serious for the first time. “Perfect.”

You couldn’t tell if he was still in character or if this was the real Hongjoong, but the way he was looking at you made your heart race. There was something raw in his gaze, something intense that you hadn’t expected. The air between you thickened, and you couldn’t look away.

He stepped closer, his hand reaching for your shoulder to adjust a stray wrinkle in the strap of your dress, his fingers brushing against your skin in a way that made your breath hitch. “You’re gonna make everyone jealous,” he said, his voice a little rougher than before.

You glanced up at him, your eyes narrowing slightly. “Of me? Or you?”

His lips curled into a slow, teasing smile, but there was something else in his eyes now — something darker. “Both.”

The tension between you two was palpable, and you felt yourself being drawn in, as if his gaze alone had the power to pull you closer. Your heart raced again, and you couldn’t tell if it was from the thrill of the moment or something else entirely.

You turned quickly, pretending to look through your suitcase for shoes to break the heavy silence. “Heels. Somewhere,” you muttered, hoping the sudden change in focus would settle your racing thoughts.

“Want me to help you try them on, Cinderella?” he asked, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm.

You threw a shoe at him, but he dodged it with ease, the same smirk still playing at the corners of his mouth.

An hour later, the room was finally organized. Your suitcase was packed, everything was in its place, and you were standing in front of the mirror, brushing your teeth while Hongjoong stood behind you, effortlessly fixing his hair as if this were just another casual hangout.

You spat into the sink, glancing at him in the mirror. “You’re really comfortable here.”

He shrugged nonchalantly, glancing at his reflection. “You’ve got good lighting.”

“…You ever fake-date someone before?”

He paused, looking at you through the reflection. “Nope.”

“Really?”

“Really.” He met your gaze directly, his eyes softening just a little. “You’re my first.”

Your breath caught in your throat. You couldn’t tell if he was being serious, but the way he said it felt too real, too personal. You didn’t have time to process it, though, because he quickly added, “Don’t worry, though. I’ll be a great fake boyfriend.”

You couldn’t help but scoff. “You’re kind of annoying.”

He smirked, crossing his arms. “You love it.”

“…Fake love it.”

He turned to face you fully, his playful expression slipping away to be replaced by something quieter, more earnest.

“Listen,” he said, his voice suddenly low and steady. “Just so we’re clear — you get overwhelmed, uncomfortable, need a break — you tell me. I don’t care if we’re mid-toast at the reception. I’ll make an excuse, and we’ll leave.”

You stared at him, the seriousness of his words settling into your chest like a weight you hadn’t expected. That wasn’t playful Hongjoong. That was the real him, the one who cared.

“…Okay,” you said, your voice softening. “Same to you.”

His smile was different this time — softer, more genuine. “We’re a team.”

You nodded, the word settling in your mind. Team. It felt safe. It felt like something you could handle. Even if it didn’t explain why your pulse still spiked every time he looked at you like that.

After what felt like a grueling 14-hour flight, followed by a 25-minute drive that felt even longer, the car finally came to a stop in front of a picturesque two-story house nestled between towering pine trees and neatly manicured white garden walls. The home had a quaint, traditional charm—nothing overly extravagant, but there was a warmth to it, a sense of being well-loved and well-kept. The front yard was immaculate, with smooth stepping stones winding up to a wooden gate that looked like it belonged in some old fairytale. The quiet serenity of the place almost seemed intimidating—like it had its own life, its own pulse.

You shifted in the backseat, your stiff legs protesting after the long flight, and a slight buzz of jet lag making everything feel a little hazy. All you wanted was to collapse into a soft bed and let the world fade away for a while. But as the car slowly rolled to a stop, you forced yourself to sit up straighter, adjusting your coat tighter around your frame, feeling your nerves kick in. This was it—the first time you were about to meet Hongjoong's parents, and your heart was a chaotic mix of excitement and dread.

"You okay?" Hongjoong asked from beside you, his voice carrying a soft concern. His eyes, dark and full of that easy charm you were still getting used to, studied you intently.

You nodded, offering a small, tight-lipped smile. "Just nervous. This is the first 'fake girlfriend meets the parents' I've ever done."

He chuckled, the sound low and warm. "Same here."

You gave him a sideways glance, raising a brow. "You mean to tell me you haven't had a dozen girlfriends fly across the country for you before?"

His grin widened. "Nope. Just one very lucky artist."

You rolled your eyes, but a soft laugh escaped your lips. His playful banter was a welcome distraction, helping to ease the tension in your chest—just a little.

The door opened, and a cool rush of coastal air greeted you, sharp and refreshing. Hongjoong stepped out first, stretching his long frame, his dark hair falling just right, effortlessly messy. He looked at you, an amused glint in his eyes, before offering you his hand. It was warm and steady, his grip reassuring as he helped you out of the car.

You glanced up at the house one last time before following him toward the front door, which had already opened. And there she was—Hongjoong's mom—a whirlwind of energy, a bright smile lighting up her face as she rushed toward him. Her apron was still tied around her waist, her hair clipped back in a messy bun that only added to her effortless charm. She practically tackled Hongjoong into a hug, knocking the air from his lungs, and for a split second, you couldn’t help but smile at how at home he looked in her embrace.

"Joongie!" she squealed, her voice high-pitched but filled with so much love. You stood back, watching the scene unfold with a mixture of awe and slight anxiety.

Hongjoong returned the hug, laughing softly as he ruffled her hair. "Mom!"

Then a taller figure appeared at the door. His father—more reserved, but you could still see the warmth in his eyes. He nodded at you, his greeting short but genuine. "Son."

"Hey, Dad," Hongjoong responded with a quick bow, showing respect, then pulling him into a hug, brief but filled with familiarity.

And then his mom turned to you, her eyes wide with obvious excitement. "You must be the girlfriend! Oh, you’re even prettier than the photos!"

For a second, everything inside you froze. Smile, you reminded yourself. Smile, even though you could feel your heart racing in your chest, your palms suddenly clammy.

You stepped forward, bowing slightly out of respect. "Thank you so much for having me. It’s so nice to meet you both."

Before you could finish your sentence, Hongjoong's mom was pulling you into a hug, her warmth engulfing you in the most welcoming way. "You must be tired, dear! Come in, come in. I made yubu chobap just in case you two were hungry."

You exchanged a quick look with Hongjoong, who gave you a subtle thumbs-up behind his mom's back. You smiled faintly, appreciating the small gesture of support as you followed them inside.

The house was everything you'd expected—warm and inviting, with polished wood floors and soft rugs underfoot. The walls were decorated with family photos—so many memories of a life well-lived. Your eyes caught a few pictures of Hongjoong as a teenager—awkward, yet endearing in his younger years. One photo showed him at graduation, and another had him grinning widely with bleach-blonde hair, looking like he’d just cracked a joke. It was odd, in the most comforting way, to see him like that, so human, so... real.

His mom led you upstairs to a guest room on the second floor. "You two will be staying here," she said with a smile, like she was inviting you to stay for a cup of tea rather than a few days.

You nodded, giving her a grateful smile. As soon as the door clicked shut behind you, the weight of everything—the travel, the nerves, the situation—finally hit you. You collapsed onto the bed, face-first into the soft pillows.

"She hugged me," you groaned, voice muffled into the fabric. "Like, full-on hugged me."

Hongjoong laughed, his voice light as he rummaged through his carry-on bag. "That means she likes you."

"I swear, she’s got enough energy to power the whole neighborhood," you muttered, still half-buried in the pillows.

Hongjoong chuckled softly, tossing you your charger before flopping down onto the bed next to you. "You get used to it."

You sat up slowly, running your fingers through your hair. "She thinks we’re really dating," you said, the words feeling surreal as they left your lips. "That’s... wild."

"We are, remember?" Hongjoong said, his voice teasing as he shot you a wink.

You rolled your eyes and, without thinking, grabbed a pillow from the bed and tossed it at him. He caught it easily, grinning all the while.

A few hours later, the house was buzzing with energy. The sound of voices and laughter filtered through the walls, and you could hear the clinking of pots and pans from the kitchen. Family members continued to trickle in, and you could sense the excitement building in the air. Tonight wasn’t just about meeting the parents—it was a pre-ceremony gathering for a wedding, a celebration that was already setting the tone for the days to come.

You stood in front of your suitcase, staring at the dress you’d brought for the occasion—simple, elegant, yet undeniably flattering. The same black dress you’d worn earlier. It felt more real now than it ever had before.

You were mid-way through changing when a knock tapped lightly at your door.

"Yeah?"

"It’s me," Hongjoong’s voice came through, soft but deliberate. "Need help with your zipper?"

You hesitated for a split second. Then, almost instinctively, you replied, "...Yes, actually."

The door opened a second later, and there he was—Hongjoong, looking impossibly good for someone who’d spent the past half-day in airports and airplanes. His white button-down shirt was tucked in neatly, sleeves rolled just enough to reveal the strong muscles of his forearms. A simple chain hung from his neck, and he looked every bit the man who had his life together—something you were still trying to figure out.

He stopped when he saw you, his gaze trailing over the way the dress hugged your frame. There was a moment of complete silence—heavy, charged—before he stepped closer, his fingers brushing the zipper of your dress with careful precision.

"You look beautiful," he said softly, his voice low, just for you.

Your chest tightened at the sincerity in his tone. You met his gaze in the mirror, a quiet heat spreading between you.

"Thanks," you murmured, heart skipping a beat. The way his eyes softened when they met yours—it was hard to ignore.

He adjusted the strap of your dress on your shoulder, his fingers grazing your skin in a way that made your breath hitch slightly. Then he stepped back, clearing his throat, as though trying to push away whatever unspoken tension had settled between you.

"Ready to make our grand entrance?" he asked, his usual easy confidence returning.

You nodded, your nerves creeping back in, but this time, you were a little less scared. "As ready as I’ll ever be."

Downstairs, the house was already alive with people. Aunts and uncles chatting, cousins catching up, a sea of familiar faces all eager to meet you. Their laughter and conversation created a comforting hum in the air, but even with all the noise, you couldn’t shake the feeling of being on display. Everyone seemed to want a piece of you, to get to know you, and you did your best to meet their expectations.

You smiled brightly, laughing when necessary, your attention shifting between the various conversations that seemed to pull you in different directions. Hongjoong was by your side most of the time, his hand gently brushing against yours, giving you that reassuring sense of stability in the midst of the chaotic family gathering. You let yourself fall into the rhythm of the event, trying to ignore the nerves that lingered in your chest every time his hand settled lightly on the small of your back, guiding you through the crowd. His touch was warm, deliberate, like he was always just a step ahead of you, anticipating your every need.

When his mother asked for a photo, you didn’t hesitate, slipping your hand into his as if you had been doing it for years. His mother beamed at the sight, the camera capturing the perfect moment. And even though it was all just part of the act, a little voice in your head couldn’t ignore the way Hongjoong’s smile seemed to reach his eyes when he glanced at you.

As the night wore on, you began to feel the weight of the act you were playing. It was exhausting, and while you weren’t exactly complaining, you couldn’t help but feel like you were pretending to be someone you weren’t. But despite that, something about it felt… right. His presence, his warmth, his charm — it was like you were already part of the family, like you were always meant to be here. The deeper you got into the role, the more your heart thudded in your chest, and it was hard to tell whether it was just nerves or something more.

Eventually, the crowd began to thin out, and the reception shifted into something quieter, more intimate. The music drifted softly in the background, a gentle melody weaving through the air, setting a calm atmosphere. The moment you and Hongjoong found a secluded corner, you let out a sigh of relief, leaning against him as the tension you hadn’t realized you’d been holding onto started to dissipate.

"I deserve an award," you muttered, taking the glass of juice he handed you, grateful for the brief respite.

Hongjoong chuckled, his lips curling into a soft smile. "You’re killing it. My uncle already asked if we’re thinking about marriage."

You nearly choked on your drink, eyes wide in surprise. "You didn’t say yes, right?"

His grin widened, and the mischievous glint in his eyes made your heart skip a beat. "I said it’s too early to tell, but I’m hopeful."

You buried your face in your hands, mortified. "Oh my god, Hongjoong."

He chuckled, nudging you gently with his knee. "Relax, you’re doing great."

You peeked at him from behind your fingers, your heart still racing, but this time, it wasn’t from nerves. "You’re actually pretty good at this," you admitted quietly.

Hongjoong’s gaze softened as he leaned in closer, his voice dropping into something tender, almost serious. "Maybe it doesn’t have to be fake. Not all of it."

You felt your breath catch in your throat, and for a moment, everything else in the room seemed to blur into the background. His words, so casual but so sincere, struck a chord deep inside you. You looked away, your heart pounding, because that warmth in your chest? It wasn’t fake at all. It was real, undeniable, and it terrified you.

The wedding, which had begun as just a role to play, had already begun to feel like home.

It wasn’t a lavish affair — no towering chandeliers or grandiose displays. Instead, it was simple, elegant, and effortlessly beautiful. The venue had an intimate charm, the soft candlelight casting a golden glow over everything, filling the space with a warmth that made you feel like you were in a dream. The air was thick with the melody of gentle music, the kind that made you want to close your eyes and let the notes wash over you, grounding you in the moment. It wasn’t just the setting, though. It was the people, too. Every single person here felt like a familiar face, like family. Their warmth, their genuine smiles, made it feel less like a wedding and more like a gathering of people who had known each other for a lifetime.

You had come to this wedding thinking you were just playing a part — pretending to be Hongjoong’s girlfriend for the evening. But as you found yourself surrounded by people who embraced you like you were already one of them, the lines between reality and performance began to blur.

As the night wore on and the reception took on a more playful tone, the tension between you and Hongjoong continued to shift. It was subtle at first, a playful glance here, a teasing word there, but you could feel it — that invisible thread that seemed to pull you closer to him, binding you together with every passing minute. And when the music shifted, beckoning the guests to the dance floor, Hongjoong leaned in, his voice low and teasing.

"You sure you don’t want to dance?" he asked, his breath warm against your ear, sending a ripple of excitement through your body. There was something about his proximity, the way he was so close you could feel the heat radiating off him, that made everything feel heightened.

You shook your head, eyes still fixed on the glass in your hand as you tried to keep your composure. "I told you. I can’t dance."

His smile widened, his amusement clear. "Well, you never know unless you try, right?" His voice dropped, sending a thrill through you. "What’s the worst that could happen? You’ll have a blast. Trust me."

You hesitated, your eyes flicking nervously to the dance floor where other couples swayed effortlessly to the rhythm. The thought of joining them made your stomach flip, and a wave of self-doubt washed over you. What if you embarrassed yourself? What if you couldn’t keep up?

Before you could voice your hesitation, Hongjoong’s voice lowered again, this time just a whisper, the promise of safety laced in his tone. "I promise I’ll protect you from any bad dancing."

There was something in his words, a softness that made the butterflies in your stomach settle into something warmer, more comfortable. It wasn’t just a playful tease; it was a reassurance, a subtle promise that he would be there, grounding you when your nerves threatened to overtake you.

A soft laugh escaped you, your nervous tension easing just slightly. "Fine," you relented, a grin tugging at the corners of your lips. "But if I trip, I’m blaming you."

Hongjoong laughed, the sound deep and soothing, as he took your hand, leading you toward the dance floor. His touch was light but firm, guiding you through the crowd with ease. The moment you stepped onto the floor, the music slowed, and everything seemed to fall into place. He pulled you close, his hand resting at your waist, his touch gentle but secure, and the world around you seemed to disappear. His heartbeat was steady beneath your palm, and for a moment, you forgot about the crowd, about the nerves, and simply focused on him — on the feel of his body next to yours, his warmth, his presence.

"Relax," he murmured, his thumb brushing softly over the waistband of your dress, sending a shiver of warmth through you. The simple gesture, the way he made you feel grounded, was like a reassurance that you weren’t alone in this. "I’ve got you."

You nodded, focusing on his touch as he guided you through the steps. His movements were fluid, confident, while yours were less sure. But with every step, every shift of his body, you found yourself relaxing more, your nerves melting away under his steady gaze.

"You’re doing great," he whispered into your ear, his words like a balm, soothing the last traces of hesitation that lingered. The praise was soft, genuine, and it made something inside you flutter. His hand on your waist tightened ever so slightly, and you couldn’t help but smile, the last of your self-doubt slipping away as you moved with him.

As the song came to an end, Hongjoong’s parents erupted into applause, their cheers sincere and filled with pride. "Perfect! You two were wonderful together!" his mother called out, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

Hongjoong shrugged modestly, but his gaze softened as he caught your eye. "Guess we make a good team," he said, a playful grin tugging at his lips.

The compliment made your heart skip a beat, and before you could respond, his mother teased again. "Well, since you two are already dancing, why not continue? Maybe even show some of the other couples how it’s done!"

His father agreed enthusiastically. "That’s a great idea. Come on, show us your moves!"

Hongjoong laughed, the mischievous glint returning to his eyes. "I guess we’re stuck here for a little longer."

You smiled, even as your nerves flared up again, but his hand in yours was a steadying force. "Guess so," you replied, trying to mask the nervousness that crept back. But as he led you back into the dance, his touch unwavering, you couldn’t help but feel a little less self-conscious, as though, with him by your side, you could face anything.

The night stretched on, with every glance, every touch, every word exchanged between you and Hongjoong making the connection between you feel more real, more undeniable. And as you stood beside him, listening to the gentle rhythm of the music, you found yourself wondering just how much of this night was real. How much of this feeling between you, this warmth, was something that could last beyond the wedding?

And when Hongjoong suggested a walk, you eagerly agreed, stepping into the cool night air, your hand still firmly in his. The streets of Busan were quiet now, and as you walked side by side, the world around you seemed to fade into the background. All that mattered was the quiet conversation, the softness of his gaze, the way he made you feel like you belonged.

"You did amazing tonight," he murmured, his voice low and sincere, sending a wave of warmth through you.

"I survived," you replied, trying to downplay the emotions swirling inside you, but the warmth in your chest gave you away.

Hongjoong chuckled, his grip tightening slightly around your hand. "You did more than survive. You were amazing."

His words lingered in the air, and for a moment, everything felt a little more real, a little more solid. The evening had brought you closer to him, closer to something that was beginning to feel like it could be something more than just a role.

As the night wore on, you both continued to walk, the quiet streets of Busan stretching out before you, and for the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel alone.

After the wedding festivities had come to a close, the night air felt cool against your skin as you walked back with Hongjoong, his hand casually brushing against yours as you made your way to the car. His parents had bid the two of you a warm farewell, headed off to their hotel room, and now it was just you and Hongjoong, the last leg of the night before you could finally get some rest.

The car ride was quiet, save for the soft hum of the engine and the occasional comment from Hongjoong about how the night had gone. You couldn’t help but feel a small sense of contentment in the back of your mind. The wedding, the dancing, the moments of shared laughter—it had all felt so... right. But now that the night was winding down, there was a new wave of nerves settling in your stomach.

The drive was short, only about 25 minutes from the venue, and soon enough, you arrived at Hongjoong’s family’s house. It was a beautiful, well-maintained home with a cozy feel to it—soft lights glowing from the windows and the faint sound of music still playing in the background from the celebration.

Hongjoong opened the car door for you, offering his hand to help you out. You took it with a soft smile, grateful for his constant care throughout the day. It wasn’t long before the two of you were inside the house, standing in the entryway, with the scent of dinner still lingering in the air.

Hongjoong’s parents were already heading up to their room for the night, leaving the two of you to head up the stairs to the guest room. The tension in the air wasn’t heavy, but you could feel it—it was the same tension you’d been navigating all night, only now it was slightly more intimate, slightly more real.

“Alright,” Hongjoong said, pausing at the door to the guest room. “This is where we’ll sleep.”

You nodded, taking in the soft, elegant room. A queen-sized bed was neatly made, the bedspread smooth and inviting after a long day. There was a couch in the corner with a fluffy throw blanket draped over it, and the soft light from a lamp by the bedside gave the room a calm, warm ambiance.

“Nice,” you murmured, your gaze flitting from the bed to Hongjoong. The thought of sharing a bed with him, even though it was for the sake of the charade, still made your heart skip a beat.

Hongjoong glanced back at you with a smirk, his hands slipping into the pockets of his jacket. “I’ll let you get changed first,” he said, a playful glint in his eyes. “Just… try to be convincing, okay? If my parents come in—”

“I know,” you interrupted, your voice quieter than you intended. “Act like we’re a couple.”

He raised an eyebrow, his teasing smile widening. “Right. We’re pretending to be in love.”

You turned your gaze to the bathroom door, suddenly feeling more self-conscious. The thought of changing into something more comfortable, then lying next to him as though everything was perfectly normal, made you anxious.

“I’ll just… change, then,” you said, and before he could respond, you quickly made your way into the bathroom.

Inside, you took a deep breath, steadying yourself. You could do this. You had to do this. Just act like it was nothing. Act like everything was completely fine. You quickly changed into a simple set of pajamas—a loose, soft shirt, and comfortable shorts—and tried to calm your racing thoughts. The last thing you wanted was for this to feel awkward.

When you stepped back into the room, Hongjoong had already changed into a pair of sweatpants and a plain t-shirt. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, checking his phone, but as soon as he saw you, he raised his eyes with a slight smile.

“Ready?” he asked, his voice calm, but you could see the subtle way he was studying you.

You nodded, hesitating for just a second before joining him at the edge of the bed. It was a moment of pause, the kind where both of you were trying to figure out the unspoken rules of this situation—how to lie next to each other and still make it look real.

Hongjoong stretched out on the bed, making a show of fluffing the pillows. “You want the right side?” he asked, his tone casual, but there was an underlying playfulness in his voice.

You nodded. “Sure. Why not?”

He shifted so that he was lying on his back, the space between you on the bed feeling almost too large for comfort. You sat on your side, pulling the covers up over yourself, but you didn’t dare turn away from him. Not yet.

The silence stretched between you for a moment, before Hongjoong shifted again, this time moving closer. “You know, it’s funny,” he said, his voice almost contemplative. “I’ve never had to pretend to be in a relationship before.”

You chuckled softly, trying to ease the tension. “Well, you’re doing great.”

His eyes glinted mischievously as he slid his arm behind your back, pulling you closer until your shoulders brushed. The touch felt warm and surprisingly comforting, though you were still acutely aware of how close you were, how the bed seemed too small for the both of you.

“I think I can handle it,” he said, his voice low. “We just need to be convincing.”

You shifted awkwardly, then hesitated before settling your head on the pillow. “Right. Convincing.”

Hongjoong let out a soft laugh, his hand gently resting on your waist. It wasn’t a tight grip, but it was firm enough to make your heart flutter. He didn’t say anything for a moment, just kept his hand there, letting the quiet fill the space between you.

Then, as if to break the silence, he asked, “Are you comfortable?”

You nodded, despite the way your pulse was quickening. “Yeah. Just a little… weird, you know?”

Hongjoong’s hand slid gently up your back, giving you a light squeeze. “I know. But it’ll be fine.”

His reassurance, coupled with the fact that his hand stayed there, grounding you, made the nerves slowly dissipate. The room was quiet again, save for the distant sound of his parents moving around downstairs, settling in for the night. Hongjoong’s breathing was slow and even, his warmth seeping into you as you tried to relax.

And for a moment, it felt easy. Like you could breathe without overthinking everything. But as the minutes ticked by, and the potential of his parents walking in hung in the air, you both shifted, moving closer under the covers, until your bodies were almost flush against each other.

His hand found yours, fingers interlacing naturally. The touch was soft, almost intimate, and your heart skipped a beat as you realized that even though this was all part of the act, the act was starting to feel a little too real.

"Just like this," Hongjoong whispered, his thumb brushing against your hand.

You nodded, biting your lip, trying to hold back the butterflies. “Yeah, just like this.”

And as the night stretched on, you both lay there, the intimacy of the moment hanging between you like a secret. It felt fragile. But with Hongjoong beside you, you couldn’t help but wonder if, maybe, just maybe, this act might be something more than either of you had planned.

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{ MASTERPOST } Everything You Need to Know about Credit and Credit Cards

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Buy Now Pay Later Apps: That Old Predatory Lending by a Crappy New Name 

Using credit

How to Instantly Increase Your Credit Score…For Free 

How to Build Good Credit Without Going Into Debt 

Case Study: Held Back by Past Financial Mistakes, Fighting Bad Credit and $90K in Debt 

Season 1, Episode 3: “My Parents Have Bad Credit. Should I Help by Co-signing Their Mortgage?” 

Season 3, Episode 2: “I Inherited Money. Should I Pay Off Debt, Invest It, or Blow It All on a Car?”

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Getting cash in KakaoPage for chapters

I'm sure this was already covered by someone out there but it's always nice to post stuff like this more than once.

I'll be using the daily challenges advertised by the app for that

(Step by step below)

1. Get the KakaoPage app

This doesn't work on desktops so phone it is. It's both on the Play Store and App Store so u can just install it straight from there. You'll need an account from this point forth so just screenshot the pages and use your favored image translation app until you reach the usual "email and password to sign up" part.

2. In the main page, go to the notifications tab

When u get in, you should see the usual bell icon that stands for the notification so click there. Side note, the main banner (the one w the blue-haired kid w wings) also has events that you can take advantage of!

3. Pick one of the challenges on the page

Take a screenshot of the options here, translate them, and pick one! I chose this one cuz it only asks to read 1 episode from smt so that's easy enough. Watch out for the time limit though.

4. Pick one you haven't read yet and click the first chapter

I'm pretty sure I've used all the other titles there for other challenges so I picked the one w the kid. Just click it and go for the first chapter, u don't even need to actually read it, just click to open it and you should be good to go.

If you choose another challenge then it might ask you to read 10 chapters instead so remember to screenshot the notification and the page it takes you to if it isn't the main one like in this case.

4. Go get your prize!

Return to the notification page and you should have the new alert with the gift icon. Click it and spin the wheel! The amount it lands on is how much cash you have in your Kakaopage account.

5. Go to your desired piece of media and get the episodes!

Now, with the cash you got go to the page for the piece of media you want to get chapters for (obvious pick here-) and click the "Recharge Ticket" button I circled. Then choose the first option, buy the amount you can with the cash you got and you're good to go! Just click a chapter, confirm the option and BOOM Korean raw chapter for you ✨

To translate the chapter ppl go about it in different ways. My phone lets me select stuff and just drag it to a different space without copying so I can put that directly in Google Translate, but you can always just take a screenshot on your computer or open it there and use your phone to take a photo to then translate.

I went about it this way but apparently, it doesn't work for everyone... Maybe it's smt that can be fixed with a VPN or creating a whole new account I'm not sure- a bit of a messy explanation but I can't do much without my computer rn 😔

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i can’t stop thinking about neighbor!graves… pt. 2 🤔

thank goodness for the nextdoor app! (pt. 1)

saw this pic on pinterest and thought…yeah…that’s our man <3

🏡 you and your cuddly cat theo are finally settled into your new house! it was a much-needed change to the mundane routine, and the place is adorable. you ultimately picked this one because of its large windows- perfect for theo to sit in the sun and watch what was happening outside. it also has hardwood floor- no more cat clawing at the carpet. hooray! you thought that your sweet kitty was handling the move well, but you notice that he’s hiding under furniture more often. all the articles online said it could take time for cats to adjust to a new place, so you chalk it up to that.

🏡 one afternoon you drag your first big grocery store haul into the house, calling out for your precious theo as you close the door, but he doesn’t show. hm. he normally scampers right up to you when you’re home. you reason that he’s still hiding somewhere, so you go ahead and get started on dinner. after still no sign of him hours later that night, you resolve to checking every corner of the house, and he’s nowhere to be found!! a panic rushes through as you hurry to turn on all your house lights out front and scope your yard real quick, unable to find him in any shrubs or plants. fully planning on walking the entirety of your neighborhood and knocking on every door to make a search party, you suddenly have an idea: maybe there’s a neighborhood app i can post his picture on.

🏡 you immediately do just that, finding the nextdoor app and punching in your information. you post a picture of theo- your favorite one where he’s cuddling with his beloved bird toy- and write a brief caption saying you’re new to the area and that you’d be more than happy to give cash to whoever finds him. within minutes, you’re receiving all kinds of good luck messages and “nope, haven’t seen him”s, and they all make your stomach swirl. damn cat. he’s probably living it up while you’re sitting there terrified for his wellbeing. as you’re waiting beside your phone and watching all the messages roll in, you’re fully prepared to stay up all night and start driving the streets, until a few minutes later a new private message bubbles up onto the screen.

🏡 it’s a picture of a man, pretty fit-looking from the few features you can see, and he’s holding a cat that scarily resembles theo. do you dare feel relieved? you read the comment underneath the photo. “is this him? little guy followed me home on my jog. let me know!” you’re about to cry tears of joy as you zoom in on the picture, pinpointing the unique stripes around theo’s eyes. that was in fact your little guy. you answer in a blur, “yes, that’s him! thank you so much! can i come get him?” the man, whose nextdoor display name is “phillip g.,” answers you in seconds. “i’ll bring him over. what’s your house number?” you send it to him, and he tells you he’s actually a handful of houses down from you. you allow yourself to feel relieved as you wait those dastardly two minutes, nearly jumping when you hear a firm knock at your door.

🏡 you open the door, and you find theo cuddled up to what can only be described as pure handsomeness. look what the cat dragged in- literally. “phillip g.” has dirty blond hair and tan skin, with pale blue eyes and a rugged scar that rests on his sharp cheekbone. he’s got a perfect straight nose and the slightest blond stubble, and he’s wearing a pair of black sweats and a dark grey tee that cling temptingly to him. “there you are,” you finally say, not entirely sure if you’re directing it toward him or your cat (where has this beauty been all your life??). part of you honestly can’t blame theo for following this guy- yeah, he was definitely living it up while you were panicking.

🏡 “hey there,” he replies to you with the most delicious twinge of southern drawl, and you quickly step aside to give him room to come in- he’s pleasantly surprised that you’re even better-looking in person ;) “let’s get ya inside, bud.” phillip steps into your home, prompting theo to hop off and trot over to his food bowl like nothing happened, as if you weren’t just about to go DEFCON 1 for him. it makes you both snicker, and then you thank the gorgeous stranger profusely before trying to offer him some money. he only shoos it away with a “no problem, he’s a great lil’ man,” and he explains to you that theo started following him back to his house during his jog that afternoon. when he got home, he immediately climbed onto his lap. the traitor!! you’re in disbelief; he’s never cared for other people that deeply. you wonder if theo knows something you don’t- perhaps he’s a feline matchmaker? 🙏

🏡 while you two chat about the neighborhood, theo struts back over to the entry area where you are and brushes up against phillip, almost like he wants to make you look like the worst owner ever. “i promise he likes me,” you laugh, and phillip flashes you an unforgettable grin. “i guess i’ll take your word for it,” he teases, and then he adds sincerely, “i’m actually gonna miss him, y’know, he was my little amigo today.” he kneels down to scratch behind theo’s ears and god does his back look good in that shirt, and you don’t even think as you blurt out “well, feel free to visit him whenever you want.” he stands back up to his full height, smiling again. you barely miss the once-over he gives you. “i just might take ya up on that.”

🏡 you’re surprised to see that he actually does! phillip makes a point of stopping by during his jogs sometimes to check on theo (and you, obviously <3), and man oh man does he look fantastic all out of breath in his workout gear :’) he also fills you in on the drama at all the other houses- a wealth of knowledge, this guy is! turns out those jogs are a great way to collect information- he’s very strategic, it seems. theo acts like jesus christ himself has arrived at your doorstep every time he’s over, of course, bounding into his arms and purring uncontrollably. you feel ridiculous when you get a pang of jealousy toward your cat- if only you knew all the ways phillip wanted to handle you :))

🏡 it all feels so nice and neighborly with the way phillip’s checking up on you both, that southern charm working its way into all your thoughts late at night. he hits you with the occasional “sweetheart,” or “darlin’,” and it never fails to make your heart (and something else) pound. you end up exchanging numbers the next time he jogs by, and he uses it at the perfect opportunity to see if you wanna tag along on his next trip around the neighborhood. he totally doesn’t just want to see you in some tight leggings… you tell him you’re not the greatest runner, so he insists on walking instead :’) he’s such a sweetheart!

🏡 like clockwork he’s at your door a few evenings later, and you’ve changed into some comfy clothes that he immediately wants to tear off of you. theo’s incessantly demanding his phillip cuddles, snuggling into his toned arms with no intention of moving. that stunning neighbor of yours looks at you with a mischievous grin. “say, why don’t we bring ‘im along?”

🏡 it’s equal parts endearing and ridiculous, the sight of you and phillip taking turns holding the most spoiled cat in the world during your walk <3 part of you likes to think theo has decided your fate- and you’re not opposed to it at all. it’s a nice evening, and phillip ends up telling you while you’re gossiping about the other neighbors that his career in the military has always prevented him from having a pet of his own. he doesn’t reveal much about it, just that it demands long periods of time from him, and seeing theo has actually done lots for his war-hardened spirit. poor baby, there’s so many other ways you could help him relieve some of that stress :((

🏡 there’s something you say that must kinda insinuate that, because suddenly you’re rerouting to his house so he can get you both some water. might as well stay for dinner too, he’s quick to add ;) he’s just got such a big crush on you that he can hardly stand it! theo already knows the lay of the land when you go inside, and he proceeds to dart off somewhere in the spacious home while you admire phillip’s minimally rustic décor. no wonder theo escaped here, you think. phillip gets your glass ready, but before he hands it to you he puts down a fresh bowl of water specially for your precious boy next to the temporary litter box and food he must’ve picked up for him when he escaped that day :’) yeah, that’s a man right there- look how good he cares for your baby! he could take care of you like that too!! <33

🏡 neither of you really care about the water at this point, and phillip decides that this is the perfect time to show your own kitty some lovin’ ;)) there’s not much buildup needed for you to end up completely spread open on his soft bed, workout clothing shed immediately before his skillful fingers are pumping and curling in your soaking pussy, hitting that sweet spot scarily fast. you always thought he was a sweetie, but you learn that he’s got an ego on him, wanting to hear you beg to cum all over his hand :/ you’ll do anything he asks though, and you’re soon rewarded with that sweet, hot release that coats his digits :’) he makes you clean one of his fingers while he licks your slick off the other- you guys just make a great team <3

🏡 you thought his fingers stretched you? his thick cock practically splits you apart, and he’s cooing at you “doin’ so good for me, darlin,” “knew ya could take it, sweetheart,” “that’s it, baby,” as he watches you bounce along his entire length. your flushed face, your little moans, it’s the prettiest show he’s ever seen! :’)) he’s stopped making you beg to orgasm at this point since the tight circles he’s rubbing on your clit are producing so many, but he is making you tell him who’s getting you to feel this good. “tell me, darlin,’ use your words. who’s makin’ you cum so much, huh?”

🏡 it’s incredible- phillip fucks as good as he looks! he must have more stamina from all that jogging. he puts you on all fours, arching your back with his hand as he feverishly rocks his hips into yours. he loves to watch you suck all of him in-you’ve never felt this full! not much longer after he starts pounding into your tight cunt from this angle, he’s groaning your name along with a strained “fuuuuuck,” and you feel his warm release coat your insides. he’s so glad he got that second workout in!

🏡 you both hop into his unbelievably nice shower to clean up, and pretty soon you’re drifting off to sleep in his bed, whole body sore from getting taken care of so thoroughly :’) phillip holds you the whole night, but when you wake up the next morning he’s got theo in his arms, who is happily purring away. you realize that the little fucker is responsible for all of this, and maybe he’s just as strategic as his neighbor-slash-future-parent. phillip is ridiculously smug when he chuckles at you, scratching behind your sweet boy’s ears. “i hate to tell ya, darlin’, but i think theo likes me more.”

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[asexualswitch]

Kink Club - Part 1

(Based on the dream I just woke up from)

The first rule of Kink Club is that you don't talk about Kink Club.

The second rule of Kink Club is that you don't talk about Kink Club - especially at work.

The night starts like any other night on the town. There's nowhere to fucking park. After a good twenty minutes of circling downtown, you find a lot with a few empty spaces. You park the car, pay on the app, and make your way to your destination.

You stand in line at the Castle, the infamous night club of Ybor City. They are having one of their theme nights so anyone in costume is admitted for free.

Strapped for cash as you are, you came dressed for the event: a black leather harness and skirt (with no panties underneath). You offer to prove the no panties part to the bouncer, but he politely declines.

You make your way up to the top floor of the Castle and head straight for the bar. If you are going to do what you came here to do, you'd need some alcohol in you first. You order a Malibu & Pineapple, your classic clubbing order to due its ability to calm your nerves but not get you wasted.

There is already a crowd gathered to watch the public flogging, but exhibitionism isn't what you're here for tonight.

Drink in hand, you head up the steps into one of the private rooms. There are four private rooms available to be booked for events and you'd read about one of these events on the Castle's website and decided to attend. It's been too long since you've had a proper sexcapade. You used to be so much braver in your college days.

Tonight's private event? Free medical examinations by a certainly unlicensed medical staff.

You're greeted by a man in light blue scrub pants and a form-fitting black v-neck shirt.

"Are you here for the event," he says, a crooked smile creeping up his face.

You nod, your words escaping you and blush heating up your face.

"All patients must sign in at the front desk," he says pointing his head behind him.

There's a woman in light blue scrubs sitting behind a portable table. She smiles as you approach her and she asks, "Can I see some ID?"

You fumble through your clutch for a moment before procuring your ID and handing it over. You catch a glance at the photo before doing so and giggle at the thought of how many times your hair has changed color since then. If the woman notices, she doesn't say anything.

"Everything appears to be in order here," she says while handing back the ID. "Do you work tomorrow?"

"No, ma'am."

"Excellent. Are you available to stay overnight?"

"Oh, uh, I didn't bring any extra clothes."

"No worries. A gown and bed will be provided for you. Follow me to the back please."

As she stands, you notice that she isn't wearing any pants. He scrub shirt is just barely long enough to cover her front but as she turns around you have full view of her perfect peachy ass.

It appears that she is also not wearing any underwear and this knowledge makes you blush even more.

You'd always favored women over men, despite being open to anything. Women were just so...beautiful.

While most men looked like they just crawled out of a dumpster.

The woman with no pants leads you to the back part of the room, which had been previously blocked from view by a curtain divider.

There were six beds in the room that weren't the traditional hospital beds you'd been expecting. Instead of railings on each side, there were, uh, cages underneath.

There were two other occupants in the room, one on top a bed and one underneath his bed in the cage. You sit down on the bed next to the caged man and soon realize that you recognize him as one of your top salesman at work.

You quickly look away and hope that he hasn't seen you.

The woman pulls a gown down off the rack and hands it to you.

"Please undress and put this on. Leave your clothes neatly folded at the end of your bed and we will set them aside from you."

"Is there somewhere more, uh, private where I can change?"

"Oh hon," the woman says. "There's no more privacy here."

She leaves this side of the room and returns to her desk.

Before undressing, I look over at the patient on the bed who appears to be asleep. They have a surgical bouffant cap covering their hair and an anesthesia mask covering their face.

This patient must be here for one of the overnight stays.

You sit down on the bed and untie your combat boots. You place the pair at the end of your bed as instructed.

You leave your socks on, knowing that they'll match the costume. You had several pairs of hospital socks at home and had chosen to wear your red pair tonight.

You shimmy out of your leather skirt and flinch as you feel the cool air hit your privates. You fold the skirt as best you can, though you've never been skilled at folding. You deem the harness unfoldable and set it atop the skirt.

Before you can put the gown on, you hear a familiar voice say "Never expected to see you here."

You grimace and look down to the cage where Chad, your coworker, has a limb secured to each corner.

"I don't do this very often," you say. "Actually, this is my first time doing something like this. I used to be more adventurous with my partners but I've never done something this public."

"Well," Chad says. "You're definitely in for a fun night."

[coinbase-charlie]

Using Cash App: How Much Money Can I Send?

Cash App, a revolutionary digital payment platform, simplifies money transfers, purchases, and investments with ease and convenience. However, understanding Cash App sending limits is essential to make the most out of its services. This article provides a comprehensive breakdown of how much money you can send using Cash App, the factors influencing these limits, and how to increase them.

What Are Cash App Sending Limits for Unverified Accounts?

When you first sign up for Cash App, you’ll have default sending and receiving limits as an unverified user. These limits are relatively modest to ensure security and prevent fraudulent activities.

Cash App Weekly Sending Limit: Unverified accounts can send up to $250 per week.

Cash App Monthly Receiving Limit: You can receive up to $1,000 per month.

These limits reset on a rolling basis, meaning they are calculated over the last seven days for sending and the last 30 days for receiving. If you try to send or receive more than these amounts, Cash App will prompt you to verify your identity.

How to Verify Your Identity on Cash App

To unlock higher limits, you need to verify your identity. This process is simple and only takes a few minutes. Follow these steps:

1.     Open the Cash App: Navigate to the home screen.

2.     Enter Your Details: Provide your full name, date of birth, and the last four digits of your Social Security Number (SSN).

3.     Submit Additional Documentation (if required): In some cases, Cash App may request additional documents, such as a government-issued ID, to complete the verification.

Once verified, your sending and receiving limits will significantly increase.

What Are Cash App Sending Limits for Verified Accounts?

After completing identity verification, Cash App dramatically raises your sending and receiving limits:

Cash App Daily Sending Limit: You can send up to $7,500 per transaction.

Cash App Weekly Sending Limit: The weekly sending limit also increases to $7,500.

Cash App Receiving Limit: Verified accounts can receive unlimited funds, making it perfect for personal and business use.

How to Check Your Current Sending Limit

Checking your sending limit is crucial to avoid failed transactions. Here’s how you can check it:

1.     Open Cash App: Navigate to your profile icon.

2.     Tap on “Limits”: You’ll see the current limits for your account, including sending and receiving caps.

3.     Review Your Verification Status: Ensure your account is verified to maximize your limits.

Factors Affecting Sending Limits on Cash App

Several factors influence the amount of money you can send via Cash App, including:

1.     Account Verification: Verified accounts enjoy higher limits than unverified ones.

2.     Transaction History: Regular and legitimate usage can lead to better transaction privileges over time.

3.     Linked Bank Accounts or Cards: Linking a verified bank account or credit/debit card can further optimize your transaction capabilities.

How to Increase Your Cash App Sending Limit

If you’ve reached the maximum limit and need to send more, here are the steps to increase your Cash App limit:

1.     Ensure Your Account Is Verified: Verification is the first step toward increasing your limits.

2.     Contact Cash App Support: If your needs exceed the standard verified limits, contact Cash App support for assistance. While rare, they may consider your request for a custom limit.

3.     Link a Bank Account or Debit Card: This adds credibility to your account and ensures smoother transactions.

Cash App Fees for Sending Money

Cash App generally doesn’t charge fees for standard personal transactions. However, there are exceptions:

Instant Transfers: A fee of 0.5% to 1.75% is charged for instant deposits to your bank.

Credit Card Transactions: Sending money via credit card incurs a 3% fee.

Business Transactions: If you have a Cash App for Business account, a 2.75% fee applies for receiving payments.

Understanding these fees can help you avoid unnecessary charges and manage your finances efficiently.

Common Issues and Solutions for Sending Money on Cash App

Users may encounter problems while trying to send money. Here are common issues and how to resolve them:

1.     Exceeded Limits: If you’ve reached your Cash App limit, verify your identity to increase it.

2.     Insufficient Balance: Ensure your Cash App balance or linked bank account has sufficient funds.

3.     Network Issues: Poor internet connectivity can cause transaction failures.

4.     Suspicious Activity: If Cash App detects unusual activity, it may temporarily block transactions. Contact support for assistance.

Tips for Safe Transactions on Cash App

1.     Double-Check Recipient Details: Ensure you’ve entered the correct Cashtag or phone number.

2.     Avoid Scams: Only send money to people you trust and verify their identity before transferring funds.

3.     Enable Security Features: Use two-factor authentication and notifications for every transaction to stay secure.

Frequently Asked Questions About Cash App Sending Limits

1. What happens if I exceed my Cash App sending limit?

If you exceed the Cash App limit, Cash App will decline the transaction and prompt you to verify your identity.

2. Can I send $10,000 in one transaction on Cash App?

No, the maximum you can send in a single transaction as a verified user is $7,500. For higher amounts, consider splitting the payments or using other methods.

3. How long does it take to verify my Cash App account?

Verification typically takes 24-48 hours. Ensure all provided information is accurate to avoid delays.

4. Are there limits for receiving money on Cash App?

Unverified accounts can receive up to $1,000 per month, while verified accounts have no receiving limit.

5. Does Cash App charge for exceeding limits?

No fees are charged for exceeding limits, but transactions will fail until you verify your account or wait for the limits to reset.

Conclusion

Cash App is a versatile platform for managing your finances, but understanding its sending limits is key to avoiding transaction issues. Verifying your account unlocks higher limits, ensuring you can send and receive funds seamlessly. By following the tips outlined in this guide, you can optimize your Cash App experience.

[chussyracing]

what's up in motorsport lately

There will be superlicence points awarded for F1 Academy drivers (for the top 5 in the standings) as well and there will be wildcard drivers driving for Prema in each country they race in and they will only be able to race in the series for two years

Horner is under independent investigation after misconduct at work place allegations, which Red Bull's senior executive Oliver Mintzlaff is dealing with now (the only official statements are from Red Bull company, not the racing division, informing about the ongoing investigation and from Horner denying any allegations, rumours say that Horner sent multiple nude pics to at least one female worker of Red Bull Racing, they have solid proof of it, the investigation has been going on for weeks, Horner has been told to step down to avoid harming the company's reputation any further and reportedly there will be a comission meeting because of it this Friday to come up with a solution before their car launch, he lost the support of the team and Jonathan Wheatley should take over and Geri Halliwell "has been crying all weekend but insists her husband did nothing wrong")

Carlos partnered with OTK Kart Group to start his own kart CS55

Sauber and Williams showed us their liveries and race suits for 2024 season

F1 comission meeting came up with new sprint weekend format meaning Friday will be FP1 and sprint shootout, Saturday will be Sprint and quali, Sunday will be the race as usual

They increased the possible use of PUs from 3 to 4 for 2024 and 2025

DRS will be available after 1 lap instead of two (both after start and after SC restart) in effort to increase overtaking on track

Lewis and Fernando did Pirelli tyre testing today with George and Lance following (tomorrow I think) in Jezer

Carlos gave an interview to Skysports and mentioned Maranello is his home and he will try to become WDC this year and stays calm about his future

Adrian Newey went on Talking Bulls podcast and mentioned a few interesting things like that he is afraid they made a mistake of making third evolution to choose a conservative approach with their limited sources and they're not sure how this season will go, because others got closer and towards the end of the season, they were sometimes even faster, like Charles in Las Vegas

Helmut Marko denied rumours of Ricciardo to Mercedes (before they even started) stating he has a long term contract (he also spoke out on why Max will never join Mercedes, because of their accusations and name dropped AD 2021 and Silverstone 2021)

Sauber faces legal issues in Switzerland because of Stake sponsorship (screenshot below)

Pierre Keterrer and Edward Floydd left the legal department of FIA are leaving the organization (side note they were both included in the last Concorde Agreement on the side of FIA which could mean nothing but 🙃)

Ferrari and Visa Cash App RB fired up their cars

Riccardo Musconi is rumoured to join Ferrari with Lewis

Aston Martin is looking for a new CEO (note: this us the car maker not the F1 division)

Mercedes signed Climate Pledge to reach Net Zero

Barnard is the last addition to F2 so the grid is now complete

Netflix is working on a documentary about Senna in style of Drive to Survive

Guanyu said he knew about Lewis signing with Ferrari before it was official from his manager

From fan's point of view: Carlos went cycling in Monaco, Lewis posted his naked back, Viaplay made a short docu series about Max

[cashappaccountclosedsblog]

How to Get Money from a Closed Cash App Account?

If your Cash App account is closed, it can be frustrating, especially if you still have funds in it. Whether your account was closed due to a violation of terms or other reasons, there are ways to recover your money. This guide will walk you through several scenarios and steps to get your money back from a closed Cash App account.

How Do I Get My Money from a Closed Cash App Account If My Bank is Not Linked?

If your Cash App account was closed and you didn’t have a linked bank account, recovering your money may seem complicated, but there are still options.

1. Contact Cash App Support

Your first step should be to contact Cash App support directly. You can reach them through the app (if you still have access) or through their website. Provide your account details and explain that your bank was not linked when the account was closed. Cash App’s support team may help by arranging a refund through other methods, such as by sending the money to a different payment service or issuing a physical check.

2. Use Another Payment Method

If Cash App allows it, you can try linking a new bank account or debit card to your account, even if it is closed for regular transactions. In some cases, users are still able to connect a bank account for refund purposes, even if the account cannot perform standard functions.

How Do I Get My Money From Cash App That Closed My Account and Don’t Have a Phone Number?

If your Cash App account is closed and you no longer have access to the phone number associated with the account, recovering your funds becomes a bit more challenging.

1. Reach Out via Email

If you cannot use your phone number, try contacting Cash App’s support via email. Provide any information you can about your account, such as your email address, transaction history, and personal details used during sign-up. The support team may still be able to help recover your money by verifying your identity through other means.

2. Use Cash App’s Website for Recovery

Cash App provides an option to log into your account using your email address instead of a phone number. Visit the Cash App website and use this feature to gain access to your account and request a refund.

I Have Money in My Cash App Account, But It Will Not Let Me Cash Out to My Linked Bank Account. Does Anyone Know Why?

If you have money in your Cash App account but are unable to cash out to your linked bank account, there could be several reasons for this.

1. Account Restrictions or Suspensions

If Cash App closed your account due to suspicious activity or a violation of their terms of service, it may prevent you from withdrawing funds. This often happens if your account has been flagged for fraudulent activity, or there’s an issue with your linked bank account.

2. Bank Account Issues

If your linked bank account has been closed or there’s a problem with it, Cash App will block transfers to that account. Make sure that your bank account is still active and properly linked in the Cash App settings. If the issue persists, try linking a new bank account or debit card.

3. System Delays

Occasionally, there might be delays within Cash App’s system, especially if you are trying to transfer large amounts. In this case, it’s best to wait a few hours and try again. If the problem persists, contact Cash App support for assistance.

How Can I Get Back My Closed Cash App Account Urgently?

If you need urgent access to your closed Cash App account, follow these steps to try and recover it quickly:

1. Contact Cash App Support Immediately

Your first step should be to reach out to Cash App customer support. The faster you contact them, the sooner they can begin looking into your account closure. Be sure to provide any necessary verification information they request, such as your ID or proof of address, to expedite the process.

2. Verify Your Identity

Sometimes, Cash App may close your account due to incomplete verification. If this is the case, you will likely be asked to submit documents such as a government-issued ID. Make sure to complete this step as soon as possible to regain access to your account.

3. Follow Up on Your Request

After you’ve contacted support and submitted your information, be sure to follow up if you don’t hear back within a few days. Cash App may take time to process requests, but persistent follow-up can help speed up the resolution process.

My Cash App is Closed, How Do I Recover?

If Cash App closed your account for any reason, recovering it will depend on why it was shut down in the first place.

1. Request Reopening

If your account was closed due to a minor violation, such as too many login attempts or unverified identity, you may be able to request a reopening. Contact Cash App and explain the situation, especially if you believe the closure was a mistake.

2. Comply With Terms of Service

In cases where Cash App closed your account due to a violation of terms of service, recovering the account may be more difficult. You’ll need to work with the support team and ensure that you comply with their policies in order to restore access.

What Happens if I Send Money to a Closed Cash App Account?

If you’ve accidentally sent money to a closed Cash App account, the transaction may not go through. Here’s what typically happens:

1. Transaction Reversal

When a Cash App account is closed, it cannot receive funds. The system will usually automatically return the money to your account within a few business days. However, delays can occur, so it’s important to keep an eye on the transaction status.

2. Contact Support if Necessary

If the money is not automatically refunded within a reasonable time, contact Cash App support for assistance. Provide them with the transaction ID and details of the closed account, and they may be able to speed up the refund process.

Conclusion

Recovering money from a closed Cash App account can be challenging but not impossible. Whether your account was closed due to a violation of terms or an unlinked bank, the key is to contact Cash App support immediately and follow their procedures. Always ensure that your account is properly verified and compliant with Cash App’s terms of service to avoid future account closures. If you’ve sent money to a closed account, it’s important to act quickly to get a refund and resolve any issues.

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Play Ludo Online with Hukum Ka IKKA: Your Ultimate Gaming Experience Awaits!

Ludo, the classic board game that has entertained generations, has taken the digital world by storm, offering a new level of excitement and connectivity. With Hukum Ka IKKA, playing Ludo online has never been easier or more fun. Whether you’re looking to relive nostalgic memories or challenge players from around the world, Hukum Ka IKKA is the perfect platform to dive into the vibrant world of online Ludo. Let’s explore what makes this app the best choice for Ludo enthusiasts.

1. Why Choose Hukum Ka IKKA for Playing Ludo Online?

Hukum Ka IKKA stands out from other online Ludo platforms with its engaging features and user-friendly experience. Here’s why it should be your go-to choice:

Seamless User Experience: The app boasts a sleek and intuitive interface, making it easy for players of all ages to navigate and enjoy.

Play Anytime, Anywhere: No need for a physical board; Hukum Ka IKKA lets you enjoy Ludo on the go, whenever you want.

Fair Play for All: With advanced RNG (Random Number Generator) technology, every dice roll is fair, ensuring a balanced and competitive game.

2. Key Features of Hukum Ka IKKA Ludo Online

Playing Ludo on Hukum Ka IKKA isn’t just about moving pieces; it’s about enjoying a full-fledged gaming experience enriched with fantastic features:

Real-Time Multiplayer Mode: Connect and compete with friends, family, or random opponents from around the world in real-time.

Customizable Game Modes: Choose from various game modes, including quick matches, private rooms, and tournaments to suit your mood and skill level.

Engaging Graphics and Animations: The app’s vibrant graphics and smooth animations make the game visually appealing and add to the excitement of each move.

3. How to Get Started with Hukum Ka IKKA

Joining the fun on Hukum Ka IKKA is simple and quick. Follow these steps to start playing Ludo online:

Download the App: Available for both Android and iOS devices, you can easily find Hukum Ka IKKA on your preferred app store or visit their official website.

Register Your Account: Sign up using your mobile number, set up your profile, and you’re ready to roll the dice!

Select Your Game Mode: Choose from multiple options like classic Ludo, cash games, or tournaments and start playing instantly.

Invite Friends: Want to challenge your friends? Create private rooms and send them invites for a personalized gaming session.

4. Tips to Improve Your Ludo Skills on Hukum Ka IKKA

Strategic Moves Matter: It’s not just about getting to the finish line; strategize your moves to block opponents and safeguard your tokens.

Stay Alert: Keep an eye on your opponents’ tokens and anticipate their moves to stay ahead in the game.

Use Safe Zones: Make strategic stops in safe zones to protect your tokens from getting sent back to the starting point.

5. The Benefits of Playing Ludo Online on Hukum Ka IKKA

Connect with a Global Community: Play against opponents from different parts of the world, enhancing your gameplay experience and skills.

Regular Updates and Features: Hukum Ka IKKA constantly updates the app with new features, game modes, and special events to keep the excitement alive.

Earn Rewards and Bonuses: Participate in challenges and tournaments to earn exciting rewards, coins, and bonuses.

Conclusion

Hukum Ka IKKA brings the timeless fun of Ludo to your fingertips, offering a dynamic, engaging, and competitive platform where you can test your skills and connect with other Ludo enthusiasts. Whether you’re a seasoned player or new to the game, Hukum Ka IKKA provides an unparalleled Ludo experience with its range of features, user-friendly design, and secure gameplay. So, what are you waiting for?

Call to Action

Ready to roll the dice and become a Ludo champion? Download Hukum Ka IKKA today and start playing Ludo online with the best in the game. Join the fun and let the games begin!

Let me know if you need any changes or additional information!

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Tips for Increasing Your Cash App Transfer Limit

Cash App has become a popular choice for sending and receiving money quickly and easily. However, like most financial platforms, Cash App imposes certain limits on how much you can send or transfer at any given time. These limits are in place to ensure the security of transactions and to comply with regulatory requirements. If you find the default transfer limits too restrictive, you may be wondering how to increase them. This article will guide you through the steps to increase Cash App transfer limit, making it easier for you to manage your finances.

What are the Cash App Transfer Limits?

When you first sign up for Cash App, your account is subject to certain default transfer limits. These limits are relatively low to protect new users and reduce the risk of fraudulent activities. The default limits are as follows:

Sending Limit: New users can send up to $250 within 7 days.

Receiving Limit: You can receive up to $1,000 within 30 days.

Withdrawal Limit: The Cash App withdrawal limit is usually aligned with your sending limit, capped at $250 per day.

These limits might be sufficient for casual use, but for users who need to send or receive more money, increasing these limits becomes essential.

How to Increase Your Cash App Transfer Limit?

If you need to send or receive more than the default limits allow, here are the steps to increase Cash App limit:

Verify Your Identity: The most effective way to increase your Cash App transfer limit is to verify your identity. Cash App requires you to provide your full name, date of birth, and the last four digits of your Social Security number. In some cases, additional documentation, such as a photo ID, may be required. Once your identity is verified, your sending limit typically increases to $7,500 per week, and your receiving limit becomes unlimited.

Enable Two-Factor Authentication (2FA): Adding an extra layer of security to your account by enabling two-factor authentication (2FA) can also help in increasing your transfer limits. It signals to the Cash App that your account is more secure, which can contribute to higher limits.

Maintain Regular Activity: Active accounts that regularly send and receive money are more likely to be granted higher limits. Ensure you’re using Cash App consistently for your transactions, and over time, you may see an increase in your transfer limits.

Contact Customer Support: If you need a limit higher than what is provided after verifying your identity, you can contact Cash App customer support. Please provide them with a valid reason for needing a higher limit, such as business transactions or large transfers. While there’s no guarantee, Cash App may review your account and adjust your limits accordingly.

Link a Bank Account or Debit Card: Linking your Cash App account to a bank account or debit card can also help increase your Cash App transaction limits. This linkage provides Cash App with additional verification of your identity, which may result in higher limits.

FAQs

1. What is the default Cash App transfer limit?

The default Cash App transfer limit is $250 within a 7-day period for sending and $1,000 within a 30-day period for receiving.

2. How can I increase my Cash App sending limit?

You can increase your Cash App sending limit by verifying your identity, which involves providing your full name, date of birth, and the last four digits of your Social Security number.

3. What is the maximum limit I can send after verification?

After verifying your identity, your Cash App sending limit increases to $7,500 per week, and your receiving limit becomes unlimited.

4. Is there a limit on how much I can withdraw from an ATM with Cash App?

Yes, the default Cash App ATM withdrawal limit is $1,000 per day, $1,000 per week, and $1,250 per month. You can increase these limits by following similar steps to those for increasing your transfer limits.

5. What should I do if I need to send more than the maximum limit?

If you need to send more than the allowed limit, you can contact Cash App support to request a higher limit, or consider breaking the transfer into smaller amounts over multiple days.

This guide should help you understand how to manage and increase your Cash App transfer limits effectively. For any further assistance, Cash App’s customer support is available to address your concerns.

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Discovering Celebe App: Your Ultimate Guide to Food Ideas, Entertaining Videos, and Earning While Having Fun

Finding a platform that offers a mix of entertainment, culinary inspiration, and earning opportunities is like hitting the jackpot. Enter Celebe App, a revolutionary app that brings all these elements together in one place. Whether you're a foodie looking for new recipes, a video enthusiast seeking engaging content, or someone eager to make some extra cash, Celebe App has something for everyone. Let's dive into what makes this app a must-have on your smartphone.

Exploring Food Ideas

One of the standout features of Celebe App is its treasure trove of food ideas. From quick and easy recipes to gourmet dishes, the app offers a plethora of culinary inspiration to suit every taste and skill level. Here’s how you can make the most of it:

- Recipe Collections: Browse through a wide range of recipe collections, categorized by cuisine, ingredients, and meal types. Whether you’re craving Italian pasta, Asian stir-fries, or a classic American burger, you’ll find plenty of options to explore.

- Step-by-Step Videos: For those who prefer visual instructions, Celebe App offers step-by-step cooking videos. Watch chefs and home cooks demonstrate their techniques, making it easier to replicate the dishes in your own kitchen.

- User-Generated Content: Join a community of food enthusiasts by sharing your own recipes and food photos. Engage with other users, exchange tips, and discover unique twists on classic dishes.

Entertaining Videos

Celebe App is not just about food; it’s also a hub for entertaining and diverse video content. Here’s what you can expect:

- Trending Videos: Stay updated with the latest viral videos, from hilarious clips and heartwarming stories to breathtaking travel vlogs and informative tutorials.

- Curated Playlists: Enjoy handpicked playlists that cater to various interests and moods. Whether you’re in the mood for a comedy binge, a series of motivational talks, or some DIY inspiration, Celebe App has got you covered.

- Interactive Features: Engage with content through likes, comments, and shares. Participate in challenges and join live streams to interact with your favorite creators in real-time.

Earn While Having Fun

One of the most exciting aspects of Celebe App is the opportunity to earn while enjoying content. Here’s how you can start making money:

- Watch and Earn: Simply watch videos to earn points, which can be redeemed for cash or gift cards. The more you watch, the more you earn!

- Create and Monetize: If you have a knack for creating engaging content, Celebe App provides a platform to showcase your talent. Upload your videos, grow your follower base, and start earning through ads and sponsorships.

- Referral Program: Invite friends to join Celebe App and earn bonuses when they sign up and start using the app. It’s a win-win situation!

Getting Started

Ready to join the Celebe App community? Here’s how to get started:

1. Download the App: Celebe App is available on both iOS and Android platforms. Head to the App Store or Google Play, search for Celebe App, and hit download.

2. Create an Account: Sign up with your email or social media accounts. Set up your profile and start exploring the app’s features.

3. Start Exploring: Dive into the world of food ideas, entertaining videos, and earning opportunities. Customize your feed by following your favorite creators and categories.

Celebe App is more than just an app; it’s a vibrant community where you can find culinary inspiration, enjoy entertaining videos, and earn money, all in one place. Whether you’re a passionate foodie, a content creator, or someone looking to make the most of their leisure time, Celebe App has something for you. Download the app today and start your journey towards endless entertainment and earning potential!

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Step-by-Step Guide: Playing Ludo Online for Real Cash

Have you ever imagined turning your favorite childhood game of Ludo into an opportunity to win real cash? The digital era has not only revived classic board games but also transformed them into competitive online ventures. In this step-by-step guide, we will unveil the exciting world of playing Ludo games online for real cash, providing you with the insights and instructions needed for a seamless and enjoyable gaming experience. From choosing the right platform to mastering the game, let's embark on this thrilling journey together.

How to Play Ludo Games Online?

Follow the below steps to play ludo games online:

Step 1: Choose a Reputable Online Gaming Platform

Step 2: Download the Ludo app & register

Step 3: Explore the Platform's Ludo Options

Step 4: Understand the Rules and Gameplay

Step 5: Practice in Free Play Mode

Step 6: Join Cash Games and Tournaments

Step 1: Choose a Reputable Online Gaming Platform

The first and foremost step in playing Ludo games for real cash is to select a reliable online gaming platform. Conduct thorough research, read reviews, and consider factors like user interface, security measures, and payment options. Popular platforms often have a variety of games and offer a secure environment for players.

One notable platform is Zupee, providing a dynamic online Ludo experience with four game variations. The user-friendly interface allows players to enjoy challenging versions and compete for real cash prizes. To begin, download Zupee app, create an account, and immerse yourself in the thrill of Ludo from the comfort of your device.

Step 2: Download the Ludo app & register

After selecting a preferred platform, the next step is to download, register, and create a profile. Follow these steps to install Zupee Ludo app:

Click on the "Download App" button on Zupee's official website.

Ignore general warning messages, as the Zupee App is secure.

Your Ludo real money apk will be downloaded.

Locate the Ludo APK download in notifications or “My files >Downloads folder”.

Install and sign up.

Step 3: Explore the Platform's Ludo Options

After successfully creating your account, navigate to the game lobby and explore the Ludo options available. Some platforms offer different variations of the game, so choose the one that suits your preferences. Take note of the entry fees and potential cash prizes associated with each game. Zupee offer 4 Ludo game variations with 2-4 player formats where you can play and win cash at the same.

Step 4: Understand the Rules and Gameplay

Before diving into a real cash game, familiarize yourself with the rules and gameplay of online Ludo. While the basic rules remain the same, online versions may have slight variations. Pay attention to any additional rules or features introduced by the platform.

For example, in Zupee Ludo games with 3-player format, it has T-shaped Ludo board and each player has 3 tokens each. Also, there are additional turns for rolling a 6, cutting opponents, and reaching home.

Step 5: Practice in Free Play Mode

Many online gaming platforms offer a free play mode, allowing you to practice without risking real money. Yes, Zupee also offer free Ludo games where you can play and win real cash. Take advantage of this feature to hone your skills, understand the platform's interface, and get comfortable with the online gaming experience.

Step 6: Join Cash Games and Tournaments

Once you feel confident in your Ludo skills, it's time to join cash games and tournaments. Keep an eye on the entry fees, prize pools, and tournament schedules. Start with lower-stakes games and gradually increase the stakes as you gain more experience.

In conclusion, playing Ludo money games online for real cash can be a thrilling and rewarding experience when approached with caution and responsibility. By following this step-by-step guide, you'll be well-equipped to navigate the online gaming landscape, enjoy the classic game of Ludo, and potentially win some real cash along the way.

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7 Easy Steps to Cash App Sign In and Log In

The Cash App sign-in procedure is as simple as downloading this app from the Play Store. If you haven't yet downloaded Cash App, it's a good idea to download and complete your Cash App login today. Cash App is a user-friendly app that lets you move money between the app and your bank account. You can also send money from your bank account to the Cash App or the other way around, even without using a debit or credit card. It's especially beneficial for parents who want to teach money management to their teens.

Now, let's dive into how to get into your account for Cash App sign-in.

How to Get Your Cash App Account:

Step 1: Download the App or Open It: First things first, if you haven't already, download the Cash App from the App Store or Google Play. If you've got it already, open the app.

Step 2: Sign In: You'll see a button that says "Sign In." Tap on that. You can use your phone number or email to get started.

Step 3: Confirmation Code: After you enter your info, they'll send you a code to make sure it's you. Type in that code, and you're in. If you're into cool stuff, you can set up a fingerprint or Face ID for quick access next time.

Don't Have the App? No Worries!

You can still complete the Cash App sign-in process without the app. Just open your web browser and go to the Cash App website. You'll find a sign-up page there. Enter your email or phone number, and they'll send you a special code. Click on that code, and you're almost there.

You can link your bank account by putting in your account and routing numbers. The Cash App will send a tiny bit of money to your account, check everything is right. Confirm the amount they sent, and you're all set up. So, no app? No problem!

What About Cash App Signing in with Email?

Signing up with your email is super easy. Just download the app, and when you open it for the first time, they'll ask you for a Cash App sign-up. Tap "Sign Up," put in your email, and create a strong password. The app will share a code on your email. Check your inbox or spam folder, type in the code, and bam, you're ready to manage your hard-earned money with Cash App.

Documents You Need for Cash App Sign-Up:

To sign in, all you need is a working email or phone number. That's how you create your account. But, if you want to link your bank account or add a debit card, you might need some bank info or card details.

What's Cash App Login?

Cash App login means getting into your account to handle your money stuff. You can send money, receive it, and do more with it. Remember, you cannot use the $Cashtag identifier for Cash App login, go to the Cash App website or open the app, put in your email or phone number, and your password. Once they confirm it's you, you're good to go.

Cash App Logging in on Android:

If you're using an Android device, here's how you log in: Open the app, enter your email or phone number, put in your password, and log in.

Trouble Signing In? Here's Help:

If Cash App gives you a hard time signing in, here's what you can do:

Check your internet connection.

Log out and log in again.

Restart your device and try again.

Clear the app's cache or update it.

Double-check your login info.

How to Change Your Password for Cash App Sign in?

Changing your password is easy. Open the Cash App, tap your profile icon, go to "Privacy & Security," then "Change Password." Enter your old and new passwords, and you're all set.

Signing In on a New Phone:

Download the Cash App on your new phone, open it, hit "Sign In," and enter your email, number, and password. Now manage your money on your new device.

That's the details on Cash App sign-in and Cash App login. It's a simple way to handle your money, send cash, and keep track of your funds.

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How to Choose the Right Dental Clinic Software for Your Practice

Come on — operating a dental clinic these days is not all about patients. Between scheduling, working on files, sending reminders, keeping payments up, and trying to grow your clinic online… there's a lot. And if you're still doing it all manually or on outdated software, chances are that it's costing more time and effort than it should.

That's where the right dental clinic software comes in. But here's the catch — with so many platforms to choose from, it becomes difficult to determine which one is best suited for your practice. Some are simply too complex. Some lack features you really do need. So how do you make the decision?

Step by step, let's do it.

1. Start with Looking Within: What Does Your Clinic Require?

Every clinic is different. Some have large teams based in multiple sites, some are solo operations just starting out. Step one, therefore? Have a look at your day-to-day and ask yourself:

What is hindering you now?

Are patients missing appointments?

Do you find it challenging to keep treatment records?

Is billing a headache every day at the end of the day?

When you figure out where things might be able to work better, you'll have a much better idea of what kind of software will actually be beneficial — as opposed to creating more work for you.

For instance, if patient communication is a headache, you will need automated reminders. If billing is confusing, find tools with simple invoicing. If you are attempting to grow online, a website and marketing tools may be a high-priority item on your wish list.

2. Focus on the Fundamentals (Not Just the Flash)

It's all too easy to get distracted by hip dashboards and a hundred optional features that you'll never have time to use. The best dental software, though, needs to do some things phenomenally, phenomenally well — and simplify your life, not complicate it.

This is what you truly require:

Appointment Management: A simple, uncluttered layout to book, reschedule, and remind patients. Bonus points if it reminds them through WhatsApp or SMS.

Patient Records: One location to keep notes, x-rays, treatment plans, and prescriptions — simple to call up when a patient comes in.

Billing: Invoices, estimates, and payments tracking that won't spin your head.

Reports: To track cash flow, new cases, and overall growth without a degree in finance.

Data protection: Since Patient Privacy Matter a lot.

Apps such as Dentostack concentrate on just that. They're not attempting to do it all for everyone. Their features are straightforward, practical, and geared specifically to dental professionals — and honestly, that makes a really big difference.

3. Pick Something Your Team Can Use in Reality

Even the best tool won't work if no one will use it. If you need a 10-hour course to print out a prescription or schedule a patient, that is a warning sign.

As you investigate alternatives, consider the following:

Is the interface intuitive?

Can workers pick it up without a day-long seminar?

Is it smartphone-compatible (so you can check things out on the go)?

Does it have walk-in or self-check-in appointments?

Another biggie: support. When something goes wrong — and let’s be honest, it will at some point — is help just a call or message away?

This is an area where Dentostack really shines. Clinics that use it system-wide highlight how responsive and helpful their support team is. Whether you're setting up or you need to add a new form, they're there when you need them, which is reassuring when you're busy running a practice.

4. Don't Underestimate Marketing — Particularly if You Plan to Expand

Most clinics don't think about marketing until new patient flow begins to dwindle. Then it's playing catch-up. The best software should keep you top of mind and connected — not merely keep your day-to-day running smoothly.

That includes things like:

A professional, tidy, and easy-to-use website (yes, first impressions matter).

Integration with Google Maps and online booking.

Social media updates you can share without needing to hire a designer.

WhatsApp campaigns to stay in touch with patients.

Google Business Profile management to boost your local search visibility.

What I appreciate about Dentostack is that they've taken all of this and wrapped it up in their platform. They'll even host, build, and keep your site up — and give you content to post every month for holidays, awareness days, or just to keep you on their radar. One less headache for you, and a huge bonus if you're in the process of building a brand patients will trust.

5. Be Wise in Pricing and Policies

Let's discuss money for a minute — because budgeting counts. Some programs cost per user, some cost per feature. Some have all-you-can-eat plans but have additional fees in updates or support.

Here’s what to check:

Are there any extra fees?

Do you cancel easily?

What's the return policy if it doesn't work out?

Transparent pricing is always a good thing. Dentostack, for example, has a 15-day money-back guarantee — no embarrassing questions. And even their annual plans give you proportionate refunds (less the months you've already been subscribed). It shows that they have faith in their product, and it's reassuring to know you won't be stuck if it's not for you.

Final Thought

Choosing the right dental clinic software is not choosing the one with the most bells and whistles. It is choosing a tool that gets the job done — your workflow, your staff, and your goals. Start with your pain points, list must-haves, make it simple, and look beyond admin — to growth and marketing. And don't be afraid to take a demo or ask questions. It's your clinic, and you should have tools that make it easier, not harder, to do what you do best. If you're browsing around, Dentostack is well worth a look. It's not a program — it's a support system for dental professionals, by people who actually appear to grasp the day-to-day craziness of running a practice. Your time matters. Allow the proper tools to help you regain some of it.