𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 | 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚗

| 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙸 |

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𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐'𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟

I was sitting in my bed on my phone, waiting for my parents to come home. I tried to occupy myself as much as I possibly could so that I wouldn't bore myself out.

–my parents had left me home alone for two days for work and have been staying at a hotel close to where they had to be. I do have a sister, but she already moved out a few years ago, not only to find a job good enough to stabilize the way she lived, but for her daughter.–

I heard my phone make a|PING|sound and had already knew what that indicated, opening the notification to see who had texted me. and of course, it was my best friend, yeosang.

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$angie.mél0dy_:

what's good man

woo_shhh<3:

stop acting straight.
it doesn't look good on you🖕

$angie.mél0dy_:

stop being gay.
it looks even worse on you🖕

woo_shhh<3:

you wish bitch

$angie.mél0dy_:

whatever.

woo_shhh<3:

so what did you want?

$angie.mél0dy_:

oh I don't remember lol
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I stared at my phone in disbelief wondering how he could forget something in seconds, but knowing that I couldn't force much out of him, I just decided not to ask anything about it any further.

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woo_shhh<3:

well then I'll talk to you later
cause I'm legit starving.

$angie.mél0dy_:

alright
bye bitch🌚

woo_shhh<3:

bye witch🌝

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I chuckled slightly before plugging my phone into it's charger and setting it on my bedside table.

I got up and left my room, remembering my parents weren't home yet and sighed. ever since they became owners of a business they have always either been in a rush out of the door, or stayed at a hotel for days upon days.

knowing they would continue doing this even when they came back upset me a lot, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it, so I just continued my way down the hallway that seemed to go on forever, until I finally reached the entrance hall, the entryway you had to walk in to get around the huge house.