I woke up with a stretch and a yawn and still felt tired.
I sighed and turned on my side grabbing my phone to check all my social media and re-read the awkward little conversation with Jimin, with a soft smile on my lips.
I sat up and scratched my head, yawning again I stood up and waddled to the bathroom to shower and freshen up.
when I was done I walked to the coffee shop close by, where that Namjoon guy was fired. I still feel bad for him. I sat down and orded two croissants and a coffee.
as I ate my breakfast I read the news on my phone and scrolled through Twitter.
My day went on pretty boring, walking around the city, walking in stores looking for maybe a new shirt or new pants. until I came accross my old high school. it was pretty close to the mall and I would walk past it to get back to the hotel if I would take a short cut like I did.
I walked in and greeted some teachers I didn't recognize. and greeted the teachers I knew with a hug, I had small talks as I remembered the music room. there was a big piano in the middle on it and I asked if I got asked if I could play a little for my ex-music teacher. she loved it when I played on it. I used to play after school times too, it was a great piano, and when I walked into the room I smiled as I saw that it was still the same piano from 7 years ago.
sitting down on the bench a stretched my fingers and relaxed, pressing on the Tiles as of I never had stopped playing.
timeskip bro, there is nothing really interesting in this chapter»
when it was time to go I went back to the Hotel, watching some tv, having a phone call with Hoseok and playing games on my phone until it was time for my eyes—to close.
...I know it's bad it's a filler
