𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 || 𝐊.𝐍𝐉

𝟾 | 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌 ☽

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I wake up feeling like shit. No doubt it's from everything that happened yesterday. From the moment the reporters started banging on my door until I arrived here I haven't had a break.

Standing from the floor, I pop my back a couple of times from sleeping on the hard ground. I haven't slept on a futon in a while, so I miss my comfortable bed already.

Once I open the bedroom door, I almost step onto a plate on the other side. I quickly take a step back and see a sandwich wrapped up in plastic over a paper plate.

I can see Jungkook's familiar handwriting from here.

"Take today easy and rest. If you need me, I'll be in the shop."

I pick up the plate and grab the yellow sticky note off the plastic before wadding it up.

Unwrapping the food, I immediately take a bite and enjoy the delicious flavor. I have to admit, Jungkook has always been good at making sandwiches. However, he lives off quick and easy-to-make foods at this point.

Holding my sandwich over my plate, I take another bite and carefully walk downstairs towards the living room. Rushing to the couch, I place the plate over my lap when I sit, hoping not to leave any crumbs.

I turn on the small tv and instantly, see the news. I place the remote to the side of me and listen closely to every word.

"It should be sunny all day, so leave the house and enjoy it before it starts getting too cold outside." One of the women says while showing a map of the area.

When the camera turns to two people sitting down, they suddenly start talking about how people are scared lately. As soon as they mention the beast, I grab the remote and turn the tv off again.

I've had enough of hearing about it. Yesterday I couldn't get a break from the topic, and now, I feel like a fugitive.

My assigned lawyer told me to lay low for a little while, so I'm planning to do just that. I can't go back to my apartment, and I'm not allowed to set foot at my university, so I'm screwed. My school work will be delivered by people in my class, at least that's what I've been told by my professors, so hopefully, I won't get too far behind.

I am at least allowed to go to work still, so I'm not fully homebound yet.

While I sit and eat the rest of my sandwich, I decide to go upstairs and take a long bath afterward.

Being stuck inside this small house all day is going to drive me mad, so before it hits lunchtime, I sneak outside the back door.

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Although I'm not supposed to come in today, I can't stay away. I need something to get my mind off of everything.

When the usual bus stops at the corner, I step off and notice a considerable amount of people crowding around the small shop on the other side of the road.

Hoseok told me once that it's a pastry shop. He said he used to take a few of his ex-girlfriends there, but I've never been.

Frankly, I've never been too girly-or the typical girl people would assume girls to be.