Quokka Han's Story
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Jisung lays back against his bed, hugging his pillow close to his chest while he watched the cartoon. Today hadn't been very good — at all. He felt like shit mentally. Physically, he was just tired as fuck.
That's why Ponyo was on. It made him get into a smaller mindset, letting him free from stress. His boyfriend was currently at work, so he couldn't help him destress. He relied fully on this cartoon to help him through the rest of the night.
Innie 💕 is typing...
Innie 💕 has sent you a snap____
Innie 💕
Yo, everything okay?
yes hoe
bad day
it's okayWhere's your toy?
he's a work
and he's not my
toyMmmm okay
Ask him to come over
because you're sadi am NOT bothering
him for this 😂
im okay. i just wanna
watch my movie,
eat some food,
cry a lil
it'll be fineLMAO BYEEE
I'm texting himNO
JEONGIN
YOU FUCKING
ASSHOLE
GET BACK HERE
DONT YOU DARE
LEAVE HIM ALINE
HES PROBS TIRED
HE DOESNT NEED
TO FEAL WITH MY SHIT
BITCH
HOE
SLUT
WHORE
COME HERE
YOU ASSHOLEDamn 😂 that's rude.
I just told him to
check your story.😐
we're no longer friends
i don't associate with you
BYE YOU FUCKUNG
WHOREBye~~
See you Monday
Fool____
"Ah, this kid. Always making my life harder," Jisung grumbles, hoping Minho would just ignore it. He checked his story viewers every five seconds, not wanting to see the elder's name. Oh, but he did. Ten minutes later.
There it was: My Love 🥰
"Frick. Maybe he's just skipping through."
His phone dinged, making him groan loudly.
My Love 🥰 is typing...
My Love 🥰 has sent you a snap