Y/n's p.o.v
I woke up and found myself beside the bed. I rubbed my eyes and took the support of bedside and stood up. Then i remembered last night events after taling all those medicines i started to feel sleepy i guess there were sleeping pills in those medicines.
I sighed and went to bathroom to get freshen up.
After about an hour i came outside wearing a towel just because i was practically standing in the shower deep in thoughts.
I wore a simple fleece sweater and white pants doing a ponytail. I saw my phone and it was 7.
I gave a thought then i decided to text hoseok.
Because he had my bag and my files at his apartment.Me:
HelloI waited for a moment to get some words to type but the message bar showed he started typing too
Hoseok:
HeyHow are you?
Me:
I'm fineCan you bring my bag it's at your
apartmentHoseok:
Yea sure i was planning to bring
it anyways don't worry I'll bring itMe:
ThanksHoseok:
No problem at allDo you have fever now?
Have you taken your medicines?Me:
I willI don't know how should i respond to him that i actually took all the medicines at night and surprisingly I'm alive.
Hoseok:
Good see you at bus stop thenMe:
HmmHoseok:
Take careI read the message but then closed my phone and opened the door and started walking downstairs.
I took a peek of my lounge and saw that there was a vase which was broken and some things were scattered here and there.
I put my phone in my pocket and started collecting those things and put them in their place.
Then i took a scrapper and disposed the broken glass pieces in the dustbin.
When the lounge was all settled i went to kitchen and started finding something to eat.
There was only two servings of cereal i think they didn't bought grocery as they were about to move out.
I simply went out and closed the door behind.
It was quite cold but i was wearing a sweater so it kinda kept me warm.
I started walking but then my phone ranged. I saw the caller id and it was meeshi.
"Good morning" meeshi greeted.
"Morning" i replied.
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