It would have been a peaceful night but the people's talk have to ruin it. There were dark clouds in the sky about to burst down their anger.
And then there was Jungkook.
Sitting at a sit, lonely. It isn't a new thing for him. He is used to being lonely. Today was his 4th job this month as a waiter in a small restaurant and as usual he got kicked off because he broke some glass cups. Stupid reason. I know.
He has no one to go to, to share his feelings, his anger, his happiness. He is all lonely in this world.
He had a last hope which was his job, but now it's all over. He don't have anyone he can lean on to. He just has his cell phone. His only last remaining thing.
*𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘃*
I opened my mobile. '𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘎𝘰𝘥! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.'
My phone had been touched the ground for like 6 to 7 times till now. I'm amazed it's still working. But I ain't complaining tho.
I wished I had someone in my life to share my feelings with. Maybe, a boyfriend?
I sighed as I looked down at my phone screen and opened the contacts app. I dialed my own number on the keypad as I don't have any number saved in the mobile.
*𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘃*
Jungkook decided to call his number knowing very well that no one is going to pick it up. But, is he really right?
"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰?" A deep voice speaked. "THE FUCK?" Jungkook shouted, surprised of how his number got picked up by someone. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘺." The voice spoked.
