Chapter 3 (Weekend)

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(Y/N)'s POV

After the tiring week, I was finally able to enjoy myself in Sunday. For real though, it was like the most peaceful day in the entire week. But also the most terrifying day when that day turned to night.

But here I was, laying down on my bed with nothing to do like an old man. I looked at my phone, but no mail, no phone call. Maybe this was how it felt to be a new guy in someone else's country. Alone and... social-less.

Having enough of letting the loneliness that consumed me, I brainstormed my head for some idea. Cook something, no. Watch TV, worse. Go for a walk, yes if I had a destination.

The problem was that I didn't have anything in my mind. Not even a destination in this new city. And I wouldn't take any chance if I were about to get lost.

So, no.

BRRRRRRR...

Vibrates came from my phone, catching my attention. I unlocked the phone as I picked a box of milk from the fridge. The phone screen was unlocked as it showed something I had been waiting for the whole day.

Jojo

Just now

I quickly opened the mail, hoping that he would safe me from this boredom. Because, seriously, I would be at the verge of death.


Jojo: Bro, you free?

Jojo: I'm bored AF. Wanna hit the city? My car is waiting for you to answer.


What? Why would he get bored? He should had friends right? Why would he ask me?


Yeah? If only I know where to go. :(Y/N)


Jojo: Ohoho, you're too? Don't worry, lil' bro. I got that covered

Jojo: Does gym sound good?


I didn't know since when, but he started calling me lil' bro. I thought it was meant to be lil' friend. But, nah. I didn't think they were any different from each other.


Sure, gym it is. Where are we meeting up? :(Y/N)


Jojo: Nonono, no meeting up! I'm picking you up.


Guess what? I almost spitted my strawberry milk directly to my phone. But because I love my phone and don't feel like buying a new one, I just held the milk fountain in my mouth and pushed the milk down to my throat

I mean, how couldn't I? Every time I hung out with him, he would do all the job. Like man, you didn't have to be some kind of super hero for me.

If I translated this in gaming dictionary, it would be "I was always getting carried".


What? I'm gonna pretend I didn't see this. Where are we meeting up? :(Y/N)


Jojo: If you don't give me your address, I'll search the whole Seoul for you :)


And of course, I couldn't let that happen. So, to prevent him from hunting me down, I shared my address location to Jonathan. He said he would be here in 10 minutes, which was more than enough for me to pack.

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