1st chapter - Moving in

15 1 0
                                        

I do not own this Webtoon or the drawings used, but I did come up with the concept for the story.

Jung A had broken up with her long-term boyfriend. Summer almost fell for another man, but instead she appreciated what she already had. As for me, nothing has happened. I'm still single, quite frankly, but you know, who needs a boyfriend (besides me).

Everyone's life has changed, so when will mine? How will I meet the love of my life? In a bus station, while my car broke on the side of the road, or will I trip and he'll catch me?

These thoughts are too cliche. They'll never happen.

But back to the real world, me, Jung A, and Summer decided to move in together. With Summer's boyfriend always at work and her mother telling her to get a life that's not in her house, this worked out fine for her. She can work on her new book, be by her best friends, and have her boyfriend visit her. Also the money she made from her book can help her pay for the rent.

Jung A agreed that it would probably be the best to move from her old house, since that small compartment only held memories of the past. After her breakup she did get closer to one other person, so she still stays in contact with him. I'm glad to see her recover so quickly from something that would've torn me to sherds. She definitely is strong.

I had no reason to move really. My apartment was good and had a reasonable cost, yet I decided to move. We were sitting at our favorite cafe when the both of them talked about moving, and out of no where I said "Let's move in together!". We thought and talked about the matter and went along with it.

We searched the web for big houses with small prices. We came upon a gray wood based house consisting of 2 floors. When you enter the house their is a small 'waiting' area, to the right in kitchen and alongside it is the dining room. To the left side, the living room is the be spotted with a chimney! I always wanted one. In the hallway of the entrance, follows the stairs to the second floor. The placing of the rooms is quite strange. To your left there is a storage room and to the right is a fair-sized room. If you keep walking straight, you'll find another room up ahead. Then you turn to the left and walk, the left holds an oversized bathroom and to the right is my bedroom. I wanted it because it was the closest to the bathroom. The hallway is summed up with a rectangle shaped window.

The only downside was that it was in a forest. I don't want to be mugged by a bear when I'm doing my daily run. Frankly, compared to the prices of other houses this was a better deal.

And henceforth, here we are unpacking our unlabeled boxes. Summer took the room next to me 'yay'. We were in a hurry since our schedule got backtracked. Everyone started opening them and labeled them with the name to who it belonged to and what it was. This actually took longer than expected. Almost half of the boxes were Summer's (what does she even have).

Anyway, we carried our own boxes to our room, Summer taking forever. My back was starting to ache after that. I do my usual stretches to help my back. Jung A noticed me and offered us to take a break.

Downstairs, Jung A made hot cocoa, that being the only thing she could find. Summer placed a wool blanket across the blank floor, as I tried to figure out how the chimney worked. Once Jung A had handed summer her cup, she went over to me to help. While I was struggling to simply start a fire the old way, she pulled out a lighter from the pocket of her kaki pants and ignited a small fire on the wood already there. She fanned the fire to expand its reign over the barks of wood. I snuggled next to summer who was half way done with her hot cocoa; joined shortly after by Jung A. We sat in silence as the fire danced to all its side and knowledge that we had made a good decision moving in together.

The Wild PurpleDes histoires addictives. Découvrez maintenant