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What does a broke college student, a pampered celebrity and a homophobic bartender have in common? Absolutely nothing.
[ In which three strangers from completely different worlds meet and somehow gets tangled in each other's lives ]
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First part of this chapter may be sensitive to some readers. Proceed with caution ;-;
11 years earlier
"Oh my god! A bird!" Wooyoung squeals excitedly as his parents walk through the front door with his butler following close behind them, a medium sized cage in his hand. The medium sized cage contained a small bird with several primary colored feathers. Wooyoung thought it looked beautiful.
"You guys got a bird?!" Wooyoung jumps excitedly, his little 10 year old mind already going on over drive.
The bird squawks loudly at the noise and Wooyoung couldn't help but laugh at it. "It's a conure. Very smart and active little guy. You think you can handle him?" His mother smiles gently at him and runs her hand through his dark brown hair in a motherly way.
"Yes, I can definitely handle him mom" He tries to reach for the cage eagerly. The butler hands it to him and he looks at the small creature through the bars.
"Hey there. We're gonna be best friends ok?" Wooyoung then turns and starts walking off to his room. "Thanks mom, thanks dad!" He yells as he makes his way up the stairs.
"The maid will take care of feeding and cleaning his cage" His mom responds but he was already at the top of the stairs by the time she finished her sentence.
The next 2 weeks went by quickly, at first the bird, whom Wooyoung named Toto, was a bit wary of him as is normal but Wooyoung tried to be patient with it. Soon the bird was comfortable with Wooyoung holding and touching it.
He would invite many of his friends over and show Toto off to them like a proud father. It wasn't until one particular night that a switch of some sort when off in the young boy's head.
Toto always slept with Wooyoung in his room. So as usual in order for Toto to fall asleep Wooyoung put a dark colored blanket over the cage then he went and climbed into his own bed.
Conures being the hyper active birds they were usually didn't fall asleep unless they were drained of energy, Toto still clearly had a lot energy. Because of this fact he continued to squawk even in the dark.
Wooyoung slowly became more and more impatient as the squawks continue. "Shut up!" He yells at the bird and it stays quiet for a few seconds before resuming it's loud squawking.
He finally climbs out of his bed and stomps to the kitchen. He grabs a small knife from the tray of assorted knives then he goes back upstairs.
He rips back the blanket and watches with annoyance as the bird begins hopping around in its cage, moving from one toy to another. "Fine since you won't shut up I guess I'll just help you out" He mutters under his breathe and takes out the bird, holding it in between his hands.
