"Oh my god
Oh my fucking
god! Why did I
think this was a
good idea?"
Jisung said,
pacing around his
apartment, Hyunjin
watching him
unamusedly.
"I think you
should just-"
"What if he never
shows up?" Jisung
suddenly started,
he then froze, and
let out a long and
dramatics gASP.
"What if he moves
away because he's
creeped out!"
"I don't think he-"
"He might even call
the police! I can't
go to prison for being
an overlyhopeful
creep! I hope the
prison allows
visitors."
"Jisung can you
just listen-"
"WHAT IF HE'S
ALERGIC TO POPCORN
AND HES HAVING A
REACTION RIGHT
NOW HOLY FUCK I
CAN'T KILL THE CUTE
GUY DOWNSTAIRS!"
"JISUNG YOU DIPSHIT
SHUT THE FUCK UP
AND CALM DOWN."
Hyunjin shouted at
his anxious friend,
so close to strangling
him and eating all
the snacks in the house.
Jisung looked as though
he was about to vent
again, when the door
knocked.
Hyunjin stared at Jisung,
who looked equally as
shocked.
"Uh-" a voice called,
"It's Minho? I'm-
you know...movie?"
The dancers flopped
around the apartment
like seals, silently
shouting to one
another.
"Go open the fucking
door! He's here!"
Hyunjin whisper-
shouted.
Jisung looked at
the door hesitantly,
before mouthing,
"You need to leave!"
But he didn't see
Hyunjin's reply as
he was pushed towards
the door, opening it
swiftly, almost
resulting in Minho
almost punching
Jisung in the face
mid-knock.
"Oh, hey, fancy
seeing you here."
Jisung could practically
see Hyunjin rolling his
eyes at his friends
stupid comment.
However Minho
giggled, holding up
the box while
struggling to hold
the small bouquet
of flowers Jisung had
placed by his door.
"Well I was
promised some
good movies-"
Unfortunately, the
man was cut off by
the not so graceful
sound of something
falling down, a small
"fuck." heard at
the bottom as it came
unit impact with
the ground.
And Jisung desperately
hoped his best friend
did not just jump out
his 8th story window.
333 w.
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punch,
first day
of the
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┃saki.