Reminder (Hiatus)

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   At this moment, I want to be anywhere but here. Sheer panic controls me. Words fail to form in my head. The beautiful man before me waits expectantly. Without thinking, I shoot up out of my chair.

   "Nope, I think you have the wrong person." I blurt out and begin to walk away.

   "Wait! You forgot all your belongings." He calls out to me.

   I spin around. My cheeks are burning. This is so embarrassing. I'm such an idiot. As I walk back to the table, I mentally curse at myself. 

   I grab my phone and smoothie. Before I can walk away again, Namjoon stops me. He seems to be contemplating what he's going to say. He flashes a bright smile at me.

   "You don't have to be embarrassed. Please don't leave just because I discovered who are." His deep voice is soothing.

    I'm awe-struck. He's so kind I want to stay and be around him. However, I know I would just continue to make a fool of myself around them. Also, the pharmacy closes in half an hour. If I stay much longer I won't be able to pick up my medicine.

  "I really should go. I have to run to the pharmacy; they close soon. It was nice talking to you." I explain. 

   This time when I go to leave, no one stops me. Namjoon and the other members just watch me walk away. Outside it feels like I can breathe once again. That whole interaction was so embarrassing and awkward. They probably think I'm a weirdo. 

   I make it to the pharmacy ten minutes before they close. The pharmacy is located in a Walmart. After I pick up my prescription, I browse around the store. I'm about to head to the checkout with the few things I grabbed when I get a notification.

   RM: Did you remember your socks?

 Oh shit! I spin my shopping cart around and hurry over to the women's clothes. There are so many designs to choose from. I'm horrible at making decisions. Numerous packs catch my eye. I don't need a hundred socks though. Instead, I snap a picture of the display and send it to Namjoon.

   Me: Almost forgot thanks for reminding me. Which ones should I get?

   RM: Hmmm... I like the pack that has purple and black designs.🙂

   I throw the purple and black socks into my cart and head for the front of the store. While waiting in line for checkout, I order an Uber. A self-checkout opens up so I rush over and scan my items. My eyes pop out of my head when I see the price of my antidepressants. 

   Three hundred and fifty-four dollars, that's outrageous. I guess this is what I get for living in America. By the time I finish ringing up my items and paying, my Uber is here. On the drive home, I check my phone. There is another notification I didn't notice earlier.

   RM: About earlier, I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable. I was actually kind of excited I ran into you. I'm a fan of your work. Maybe we can meet again. We are in LA for a few weeks working on a project.  

   Namjoon wants to meet up again and he is a fan of my art. A sense of pride fills me. For the first time since my father's passing, I feel joyful. What should I say back?

   Me: I'm glad you like my work. That makes me happy to hear. Sorry about my reaction earlier. It wasn't anything you did. I'm just a very awkward person in general. It doesn't help that some of the reminders I send you are rather embarrassing. I'm holding an exhibit for charity here soon I don't know the exact details yet. It is probably taking place before you leave LA.

   RM: Once you find out the date let me know. I wanna go if I'm able to. I have to go. Hope you have a good rest of your day.🙂

    I put my phone back in my bag and stare out the window. My inner fangirl is screaming.  Despite suffering through therapy and the awkward interaction with Namjoon, today turned out pretty great. Now I'm even more excited about this exhibit.