one night,
at around
three in
the morning,
i get
a phone
call. i
answer, wondering
who is
on the
other end
of the
phone. "its
me, yoongi."
and i
stiffen. not
in fright,
of course.
but in
excitement. "is
it finished?"
i asked.
"yeah, its
done, im
sorry to
ask but
can you
come over?
i want
you to
see it."
BINABASA MO ANG
ROUGE.
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