Namil opened his eyes, first being greeted by the bright sun that beamed though his window. He sat up, stretching his arms and legs out before yawning, followed by a sniffle.
After his short stretch, he would lie back down and turn on a movie to pass the time, just in case he fell asleep again and woke up at a later time.
He would grab his phone and check his instagram. What ran through his mind was his conversation with the girl from the bar. A smile appeared on his face and he went to text her.
"wake up nigga"
Namil had remembered that she had told him her name but he didn't feel like scrolling up to find it.
"i have a name lame ass nigga"
"and go back to sleep its like nine in da morning for you"
𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 ↳ [i have a name lame ass nigga]
"chill nigga i forgot"
𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 ↳ [and go back to sleep it's like nine in da morning for you]
