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Donghyuck got his lowest grade ever.

He doesn't even know how he survived the school day after all the events of yesterday.

He felt tired.

Physically.

Mentally.

He flopped onto his bed as soon as he did his stomach grumbled.

He groaned before sitting up, it grumbled again loudly.

"I know I know," Donghyuck said to his stomach. "Calm down, bitch. I'm going."

(A/N: I do this when my stomach grumbles 😅-)

He flung open his cupboard to find some good comfort food only to find some stale crackers.

He opened his fridge and there weren't any cheap foods he could drown in.

Dammit.

He sighed before pulling out his phone with an exasperated sigh.

Me:
Where's the closest place to get comfort food?

Junnie💅🤬:
Gas station

Me:
...

Junnie💅🤬:
What?

Me:
That was quick response...

Junnie💅🤬:
And? Its true.

Me:
Something going on with customer guy? 🤨

Junnie💅🤬:
Something going on with Mark? 🤨

Me:
No. Why would you ask that?

Junnie💅🤬:
Dunno. He seemed upset in Chemistry. He didnt even laugh obnoxiously at the teachers story joke once.

Me:
🤷‍♂️

Junnie💅🤬:
Mhmm

Junnie💅🤬:
Now go get ur damn food before I choke you over text message

Me:
Luv u

Junnie💅🤬:
Ig I luv you too whore

Donghyuck sighed before throwing on his dirtiest sneakers. His sweatpants and and oversized zip up making him already look like a bum.

He might as well at least be cohesive.

The walk to the gas station was shitty.

There were dark clouds filling the sky and rough winds pushing him on the sidewalk. His clothes not protecting him from the cold of the wind.

Donghyuck hoped to get home before it started storming.

The gas station was a small dingy looking place. A little dirty on the sides but it didnt matter because most people probably didn't go inside.

He felt bad for the person who pumps the gas for people in storms like this.

He opened the door and the bell rang above it.

He immediate went towards the back, he started grabbing all the overpriced foods in his arms.

He opened the door to the small pints of ice cream when he heard a loud voice.

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