Chapter 27: Dancing Queen

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Jennie POV

I am opening the condo where Lisa is staying. I am very excited to see her today because it's Friday and I can spend more time with her since we don't have class for tomorrow. As I open the door I am shocked because the living room is so messy, the TV is turned on while Lisa is sleeping on the couch. I roam around. When I go to the kitchen, it's dirty too. It looks like she didn't wash the dishes. I am very disappointed. I thought she is responsible in everything but it look likes she doesn't. I go to the laundry room, fuck! There's a huge pile of unclean clothes.

I am wondering how she can survive living like this. At my disgust, I try to wake her up. She needs to prepare for school. But she didn't flinch. I am losing my patience, I shout her name close to her ear. She immediately stands up and looks surprised. When she glances to my direction, she hugs me so tight while saying good morning. Aaaah and so, I become soft again.

J: Lisa why is your place so messy? Do you need a maid or a cleaner? Just tell me I can hire someone for you.

L: No, no Honey... you don't need to do that. I am so sorry you've witnessed this side of me. I don't usually do some house chores. My parents always ask somebody to accompany me wherever I live because I am like this. When I moved here in Korea, Somi is the one who do that for me so I don't have any chance to become a responsible one.

I am clenching my fist because Lisa is so insensitive. She is uttering the name of that whore. Fuck I feel insecure. So Somi looks like a wife to her when they are living in the same apartment.

J: Don't worry about that Lisa. Later after our class. I can manage these things for you. I have decided already, we're gonna live together.

L: No, Honey I will not let you do that.

J: Why? Are you gonna call Somi to clean for you and to stay here with you?

L: Of course not. I will clean this later and I will not call her. So please calm down. Wait for me here, I will prepare for school.

Lisa and I are going to school together. I have my car with me. But she insisted to use her motorcycle because we are going to be late. She is driving right now and I am loving the position cause I can hug her from her back. But she stops driving when she sees an old woman, a vendor who is soaking wet and looks like a mess. The old woman is walking and asking every person on the road to buy her balloons. As I observe, the vendor looks very eager to sell all her balloons. I am wondering what Lisa is thinking. Yes of course she is going to help her. She hops down and walks toward the vendor and asks how much all that vendor is selling. Then the vendor looks so shocked so she answers right away. Then Lisa gives her an exact amount of money. Fuck! what is she going to do with those balloons? Then she said something that causes me to wonder...

L: Honey, everytime you see a kid or someone who is sad, give them a balloon.

I don't know what should I react. But after she said that, I feel that my heart is moved. Shit! I don't wanna cry. I want to smack my Lisa's lips. Why do I have this kind of girlfriend? My heart is overwhelmed because of her compassion to others. Eventhough I am not into these things, I just want to obey her. Then the vendor hands me the balloons. But how can we get to school on time? Can I finish giving away all the balloons that I am holding? 

Lisa is slowly driving because I am holding the balloons. Everytime I see someone who looks sad, we stop and offer them a balloon.  I am not aware that I am smiling widely with them while giving them the balloons. My heart is so very happy. This is the first time I felt this kind of experience. I feel that I am a good person now. They are thanking me and that is so overwhelming. Eventhough this is just a simple thing, it looks to them like the greatest gift they have ever received. I almost forgot the time. We still need to get to school on time. But I am enjoying the moment until there is no balloon left. I have a great day already.

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