I was very weary of her "toughness" and her ability to make trouble just about anywhere. By then, I was pretty much on alert for any 'sudden situations'. In case she drinks by herself and is helpless... or in case she makes trouble after she's drunk... I wrote my phone number on a card and put it in her wallet.
*If I'm completely out of my mind, please call the number below. Cell Phone #: 016-225-*****
It's just like that lost and found tag you get for your dog. I know... there wasn't any other way.
You know how people can't always be happy? That there's a day when everything goes wrong? That day, I was very depressed because of a friendship gone rather awry. And what's a better medicine for sadness than alcohol? I drank quite excessively that night.
I can only handle a bottle and a half of soju [Note: This is quite a lot for U.S. standard... Soju is 20~25% alcohol] But I don't act up when I'm drunk. I just sleep... quietly. I drank two bottles that day, and I had to head home only semi-consciously.
When I arrived at the Subway station, I suddenly wanted to see her (whose outward looks, at least, was appealing). I took the lane heading to Inchon... and fell asleep
Someone woke me up then.
"Listen, young man. You have to get off here. This is Jemoolpo station." [Note: Jemoolpo station is in front of University of Inchon]I was still drunk at this time. Just because I slept a little doesn't mean all the alcohol drank already would be gone. Someone dragged me off the subway and had me lie down on a bench. (Still, the world really is a nice place to live in. I was a complete stranger, and that guy had the heart to take care of me)
I looked around, trying to figure out where I was... It really was Jemoolpo station. And then I called her...
"Hey!... I... It's me... *gags* *burps* I'm at... uh... Jemoolpo Station. You gotta come here... and get meeee... in 30 minutes."
She lives in Bupyung. If you think about it, 30 minutes is pretty generous. I was always pressured by her time limit... and I guess I was unconsciously planning for a revenge. -_-;; Then I fell asleep... at least, I don't remember anything after that.
When I woke up... I was in jail. -_-;;
My stomach was not feeling good at all.. I had a blinding headache, and had a painful thirst as well. A cop got me a cup of water..
"Sir.. Why am I in here? Let me out..."
"No, you gotta wait for the call from the DA [District Attorney]"District Attorney? I must have attacked a woman or something last night while I was drink.. My life was over... I tried to remember what happened, but all I remember is calling her.
Half an hour later... my beautiful and tough girl came in... I realized she hadn't come last night. But then, she told me that her uncle was the district attorney, and he lived in Jemoolpo. She was worried because I did something very out of character, and called her uncle in the middle of the night, then her uncle...
saw me sleeping under the station bench, bare feet... and using a soda can as a pillow.
Apparently, there were some coins thrown in front of me... well, thank you.
Then her uncle had taken me to the nearest police station. I understand the situation and that her uncle was a DA, but still... letting me sleep in a jail? And I was his niece's friend... and of course, she agreed to put me in jail.
Remember how I put a card in her wallet?
Well, she put one in mine...
*Hello. I'm a mental patient. Sometimes, I'm completely out of my mind, so if you see me acting crazy, please call this number: 011-316-**** *
And this is how we have each other's address and phone numbers (and asking people to call this number in.. certain situations) in our wallets. It's pretty cool... -_-;; Later when I get a job at an office, I'm going to xerox it.
That day, she beat the living hell out of me... and told me that if I do something like this again, she'll kill me. 'You're worse than me...'
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My Sassy Girl Original Story (33 Episodes)
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