i sat impatiently in my bedroom, waiting for hoseok's arrival. i felt more anxious as the minutes passed by. i couldn't possibly be late for my first date. i took out my phone and texted hoseok.
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me: where are you
hoseok: i don't think i can make it :(
me: bUt
hoseok: just send me a picture of you if your so self conscious ;)
me: **you're
me: and ok
me:
Hoppsan! Denna bild följer inte våra riktliner för innehåll. Försök att ta bort den eller ladda upp en annan bild för att fortsätta.
hoseok: cute
hoseok: jk you look emo
me: are you srs?!
hoseok: nono im just kidding you look fine
me: fine?
hoseok: great
me: just great?
hoseok: fine hot
hoseok: no homo tho
me: mhm das right (つД')ノ
hoseok: oh god
hoseok: sorry for not being there
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even though i felt slight unconfident without hoseok making sure everything goes right, i had never been so excited in my life.
i arrived at the restaurant that yoongi told me to go to. i texted yoongi telling him that i was there. i called for my reservation and was brought to a table.
moments after, i checked my phone several times. yoongi was supposed to come soon. i felt excitement bubbling inside me. i fixed up myself a couple of times in the bathroom.
the restaurant was neither fancy nor plain, which was why it was perfect.
30 minutes passed and still no sign of yoongi, but i kept my patience up. i called him a few times but he never answered. the ice within my drink began to melt away slowly.
