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La dritta via era perduta

"Ah!"
"Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Keep going"
Moans, gagging sounds. Moans.
"Mhhh.... Good boy"

Minho woke up from what had felt like a very profound sleep, obscene noises from a room probably attached to his, filling his ears, right as he had opened his eyes.
"God, where the hell...?" Minho looked around him, his eyes scanning the room, his mind numb for some seconds- then images of the previous day flooded in his brain: the station, the hotel, his passport, the officer.... that guy.... that man.... CHA WOOKYUNG. Shivers run down Minho's neck "how do I get out of this situation?" he asked himself, he had just woken up and was already on the verge of despair.
"I have to stay calm" he soothed himself  "I can sort this out, I can... I can... If I'm patient I'll be able to talk to the embassy, they'll help me, I'll contact the University and explain.... They... They'll understand?! Will the University understand his situation? It's not like he was exactly on the right side..."
"AH!AH!OH!"
The moanings and the whimpers were growing louder and louder- Minho felt a wave of disgust running from his stomach to his mouth.
He wanted to run away, he didn't want to hear such sounds. It was stomaching him.
"Can you take it a bit deeper?"
"Mhh"
"Good job kitten"

"That's enough" Minho thought getting up from the bed, he rushed to the bathroom opening the rubinet and the shower hoping to muffle the noises, he quickly washed his face- took his toothbrush out of his luggage and brushed his teeth at the speed of light. He was still clothed from the day before and his hair looked messy but he didn't care, he just wanted to get out of his apartment.

"Good morning Minho!"
Minho froze in his place. Wookyung, that bastard, was in the corridor, wrapped up in a bathrobe waving at him.
"Slept well?" he asked, grinning.
"What's happening?" a guy, also wrapped up in a robe, popped up behind him, heading out of the door next to Minho's one.
Minho quickly realized who those noises belonged to and who his neighbor actually was.
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT! YOU DRUGGED ME LAST NIGHT, DIDN'T YOU?" Minho yelled at him.
"I didn't, I just gave you some sleep pills, I want our clients to sleep well, at least on their first night here- and you were also in a stressful situation, you needed to rest. But it looked like you had just woken up from a nap when I came to your room, so, maybe you didn't need it" Wookyung explained, chucking a little as he was pronouncing the last words.
Minho kept looking at him with fury in his eyes. "How can I know they were really sleeping pills?! And anyway, who the hell gives their clients sleeping pills without telling them?!"
"There's a clinic in the hotel. You can do an analysis if you don't trust me" Wookyung explained calmly.
"I'm not sure I can trust any of the people in this place....it all seems so sketchy"  Minho uttered under his breath.
"Mh... he's a tough one, isn't he?" Wookyung asked to the guy next to him. The guy laughed. "True, his cuteness makes up for it tho, I guess" he responded.
"Cute?! I'm not cute!" Minho said, suddenly offended by the vocabulary used to describe him, a few moments that distracted him from the situation he was in.
"Let me talk to someone! Let me to talk to the embassy, I won't trust you until I won't have talked with someone who can confirm to me that this situation is okay"
Wookyung sighed "I mean... did someone prohibited you to? You can call them or send them an email- I didn't take your phone or laptop..."
"Well.... He isn't wrong after all...." Minho thought, maybe he was overreacting. The entire thing still stinked a bit, but no one had actually taken away from him his stuff....
"Mhh..." he mumbled. "Well, I'll talk to them, then" he concluded opening again the door of his apartment.
"Minho! No! What about breakfast? Don't you want to have breakfast with us?" Wookyung asked him, the angelic smile returning once again on his face.
But Minho knew better.
"I'm not eating ever again with you, you food poisoner!" said Minho.
"What a pity! We could have talked some more over breakfast, get to know each other better. Well you can always call the room service...." Wookyung commented.
'Room service?' that sounded even worse.... At least he could have ate the same things as him at breakfast and be safe not to have strange things put in his food again. As much as he hated the idea of being in the presence of Wookyung, that was still the safest option.
"Pfft.... I have changed my mind... I'll have breakfast with you" he announced.
Wookyung clapped his hands happily. "Alright, let's go!"