Philophobia

#8

I was awakened by the sound of your blaring alarm. My head hurts so bad. i look at the table in front of you to find that there are two bottles of wine, not one. Why did you drink that much? Your neck is throbbing with pain because you fell asleep on the couch. I sit carefully and pick my phone on the floor to turn the alarm off, my eyes widening as i scroll through my messages.

01.24 am You: Hi! I am Dahyun. Thank you for giving me your number. I am interested in your service. But first, I must ask you. How much is your pay? And do you accept any kinky requests? Because I have some, y'know. Kkk..

I yell a silent scream. What the fuck did I send? I hold the message bubble to find an 'unsend' option, but there is none. That's the beauty of messaging when you hit the send button, you can't unsend it. i curse myself silently. scrolling to the bottom, hoping Taehyung didn't reply to you.

01.29 am Taehyung: I'm sorry, what?

01.30 am You: you know... Are you a dom or sub? I am fine either way though.

01.31 am You: but really. How much? I still have an installment on my coffee machine, so can you give me a discount?

01.31 am You: you are so handsome. Plz?

I let my phone drop to the ground as i bang my head on the table. Jesus, what should I do now? I don't even bother to look at the following messages. You feel as if you could die of embarrassment right now. Maybe you should just ignore the fact that you messaged him, pretend that it didn't happen. Is it even possible to do damage control? I pick my phone again and hesitantly scroll through the messages.

01.34 am Taehyung: I don't understand what you mean.

01.34 am Taehyung: but I am not a hooker

01.35 am Taehyung: also a bad idea for having an installment on a coffee machine.

Oh my God, I literally just told him that he is a prostitute. You bite your nails anxiously. You just lost your –maybe- a loyal customer from your bakery. Stupid drunk bitch.