Bad for you [Jimin]

We meet again

As soon as I entered my apartment I felt my body falling weak as I made eye contact with the couch everything went black after that

...

I woke up to a loud noise coming from my door

I sat up as I felt the pain spread across my body "ugh I shouldn't have slept on the couch I feel like I'm dying right now" I cursed under my breath when I heard the knocking get louder by the second

"I'm coming can't you wait for one more fucking second geez" I stood up and walked towards my door unlocking it to not-be-so-surprised when I took at a look at who was at my door this early in the morning to greet me with a resting bitch face

"Oh heyyy Mister Lee how are you doing on this fine morning so nice to see you" he rolled his eyes as he lifted up a paper that he was holding

"If you don't pay this month's rent I'm throwing you in jail this time" I sighed tiredly

"Relax ahjussi you'll get your money this week I promise" I said placing a fake smile on my face

"I don't trust your so called 'promise' pay up or you'll find yourself on the streets"he said with the coldest expression ever see seriously this old man should get the award of the world's most grumpy ass face ever existed

"Look I'm not going anywhere alright? Just give me a few days and I'll pay up come on" he scoffed before turning around and walking away

"Ugh why can't people just get that not everyone is swimming in a pool of money for fucks sake" I mumbled slamming the door

Well now I have to take extra shifts to pay this month's rent just fucking perfect wow

I started walking towards my room grabbing clothes and a towel and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower

After I finished brushing my teeth, a towel on my shoulders I dryer my hair and put it up in a ponytail and went to the kitchen and opened the fridge to grab an apple for breakfast

Dieting and saving money in one! Or it's just called being broke I guess..

I wore my jacket, grabbed my phone, keys, a lighter and ofcours my precious box of cigarettes from the living room table and headed towards the door

"I'll try my best to not punch anyone or get punched today" I reminded myself walking out of my apartment and locking the door behind me

One week later..

"Don't you ever think of coming back here or I'm reporting you to the police you're fired" the owner said as he shoved me out of the door to the busy street

Ugh.. There goes another job but I swear this time it wasn't my fault that my body had the urge to slap that fucking idiot who kept harrasing me on work hours I already know I have a fine ass I don't need to be reminded of that every two seconds by some drunk old man

That was the only way to shut him up but oh well.. I lost my job for that it's not like losing my dignity was enough

It was 9pm I decided the only thing that would calm me after a long day was probably definitely alcohol

I started heading towards the only place I belong other than the streets which was 'noir et blanch' bar to get a few drinks to calm my nerves it was about 20 minutes walk away from my (old) work place

After arriving I opened the half glass door to be welcomed by a bright face smiling towards me as I sat on one of the chairs that was facing the bar tender with all her glory