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XXXI- W O R K

*From future*

Hello readers!! I had actually taken down a few chapters from ahead here.
There's actually been a change in the story for I mixed up the chapters..

Sorryyyyyyyyy😭😭

So I'll just edit and fix them up real quick so you may re-read a few many things in next three chapters..

Hope you understand<3

Love-love🤎
~Rayy

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When we came back from the mission that day, I was weeping my eyes out..I was so scared and upset about my future that even a little thought of it raised the bile up my throat.

I didn't come out till the next morning when Jimin and Namjoon came to me and talked things and my depressed self out..

They both assured me that I may still have time to complete my graduation and if lucky even take up the deal and fly away to New York..

Sighing at the another reminder of the memory I look at the clock to see the time around 10..I barely had some sleep..

Hopping out of the bed, I notice a few dark bags under and some red in my eyes..

We came back at the quaters two days back and since then I am onto all my left out, incomplete assignments or projects.. and out of which only two are left,

These two are the main bother since day one, a nice ass portrait along a nice ass theses over it..which is needed to be submitted by the end of my semester before my finals...

Wrapping my towel around my wet body and the removing the clip from my hair so they fall back down, then putting them in another towel for drying, I move out,

Opening my closet I see my clothes, there weren't any plans so I didn't have to go for something particular but I may have to paint IF I manage that is,

Getting into my black laced bra and matching underwear then into a dri-fit denims and a white halterneck I found then remove my towel from hair,

I know I should've removed my top before to avoid the struggle to wear the top with the towel on my head which often results in extra stretching of the cloth..

Standing in front of my mirror, I remove my towel, rubbing my hair against it, dabbing them and then leaving them be, for air dry,

Glancing at the little big sheets of canvases I pick them up, setting them in a pile and bringing my oils to them, and stacking them neatly one over the other.. putting my brushes in the their kit.

I step down the last stair, staring into an empty living room, I look in hallway to the kitchen, finding it and the kitchen equally empty..

Finally stepping down I walk to the patio area when not finding anyone...

Might have some fresh air if not company!

Moving towards, I hear the place having company already before me... Turning the white-grey curtains I look and find a really eye widening sight.

It looked ethereal as ever- they looked ethereal as ever!! Breathtaking even!!

"Wow..." I whisper tilting my head in adoration, when a sudden thought strikes my brain and I lift my head up straight.