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Survival - Him & Her - Chapter 56

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Third Person POV

As winter approaches, the city of Seoul is covered in white drizzling snowflakes. Couples walk the street, families gather for dinner, and friends meet up for a reunion. The echoes of laughter and happiness filling the average's peaceful world. However, in another society. The alphas were suffering from the freezing cold weather as they huddled in the darkness of their own misery and grief. Jeon Jungkook lifelessly walked down the street and finally entered a food tent beside the Han River. The ajumma greeted him while she served the other guest.

''What do you want, young man?'' Imo asked, examining Jeon Jungkook's ashen face. He was an empty shell.

''Anything,'' Jungkook gulps... averting his dim eyes to imo.

''Aigo. I know what to get you,'' Imo nods pitifully when she notices the dread on his face. Jungkook gulps and glances around the cheap-looking place where the average was hanging out with their acquaintances. Imo settles down plenty of dishes for Jungkook and a few bottles of Soju.

''Thank you,'' Jungkook nods, soullessly staring at the food before him.

''Call me if you need anything else,'' Imo smiles sadly at the young man. Jungkook started eating, stuffing his empty chest to try and fill up the void, but no matter how much he ate or drank, the feeling would only grow heavier. The alpha requested more soju and more and more, but it wasn't much help.

''He's so noisy,'' One of the guests complains as everyone turns to look at the young man, sulking by himself in the corner. He's been crying for the past hour, and it was starting to annoy the people there. So imo called over her nephew to take charge of the tent.

''I'll deal with him,'' Imo nodded, approaching Jungkook, who was bawling his eyes out, and took a shot of soju.

''Bring me more soju-''

''I think you had enough, young man,'' Imo sighed, sitting down in front of Jungkook.

''Do- do you think I don't have money-'' Jungkook glared at the woman with tears in his eyes. He rummages in his pocket and places a stack of cash on the table.

''You'll have a terrible hangover. I'll get you some soup-''

''I don't care! I don't want to sober up! Bring me more soju!'' Jungkook snapped in frustration as the woman got up to prepare a bowl of warm soup, then set it before him.

''This one is on the house,'' She sighed, pushing the bowl towards Jungkook.

''I didn't order-''

''It's freezing cold outside, so have a warm bowl of soup before heading out,'' She shook her head at the young man.

''I'm not done drinking! Don't you have any respect for your customers- Where's your manager-''

''What is it?'' Imo sighed. She poured herself a glass of Soju and drank it.

''Oh? I paid for that- why'd you- the service here sucks- manager-''

''You don't have to pay for this bottle then,'' Imo shrugged, pouring herself another drink as she examined Jungkook's rosy cheeks and puffy eyes.

''Excuse me, old lady, I'm here to drink by myself--''

''It seems like you need company. So what is it? Stop crying like a child because you're disturbing my customers,'' Imo folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at the irritated alpha.