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The next morning I woke up with a headache. Jeongin was still sleeping next to me.

Right. Jeongin.

As quiet as I could I picked up my jacket off the floor and left his apartment. He had obviously moved out and I didn't recognize where I was, so I was about to use Naver but my phone wasn't with me. God, if only I could remember shit from yesterday.

How did I end up here? Well, at least we were fully clothed and my wallet was in my pocket, so nothing too bad must have happened. Still, I probably left my phone at Jeongin's place.

I kept walking, in hopes of finding a convenience store so that I could at least ask for directions. All I wanted was to get out of there as quickly as possible.

The last thing I remembered was him asking me to stay. But whatever happened next was a blur. I just hoped he got so drunk that he forgot about it. After all, he deserved better.

After asking for directions to a restaurant that sold Hangover Soup, I quickly made my way there. The headache was killing me and the thoughts about waking up next to Jeongin weren't helping.

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a/n: hangover soup is hero's soup.

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