nightlife ● enhypen

money machine

》》Isis《《

When I woke up it was about 5 pm. My headache was gone and I was starving. I smelled pizza and practically flung myself downstairs. Yeonjun was too busy stuffing his face to notice my presence.

"Back from the dead?" My dad joked. I nodded, heading straight to the cheese pizza sitting on the counter.

"Okay! I got called in and so I have to go in to the hospital early around 6 or so." I nodded again. My dad was the head surgeon at our local hospital but since he graduated from Harvard's medical school, he's often times was in high demand at the regional hospital an hour away.

"A big surgery?" I inquired taking another bite.

"Yes. A patient being airlifted in for a transplant. The surgery could take 8-12 hours, so I'll be home around 7 or so."

I glanced at the clock and it read 4:49. He'll probably be leaving at 5 to make it there on time.

"I'm gonna go finish getting ready before I burn out on you guys." He walked down the hall to his room. I finished my pizza slice and reached for another one.

"Step sibling sleepover!" Yeonjun announced excitedly. I chuckled.

"Yeah, no can do." I placed my half eaten pizza on a plate, having satisfied my hunger craving.

"Wait, why not?!"

"I gotta work." I smirked walking into the living room and flopping on the couch, fishing around for the remote. His smile dropped as he followed me.

"What do you mean 'work'? You have a job?"

"Um, yeah, you think I didn't go to college and I'm what, bumming around?" I finally found the remote and started playing music on the tv.

"Where do you work?" Yeonjun sank into the couch next to me.

"At a café part time and a convenience store full time. Evening and overnight shifts."

"Do you work every night?" He asked, now vibing along with the music.

"Usually I go in if they call or if I'm scheduled in advanced but I don't really have a set schedule." I explained. My phone started ringing as if on queue.

"Speaking of," I stood up walking away from the music to take the call. The name read: lil dog.

"What's up?" I answered.

"Yo Big Dog, we still on for tonight right?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't we be? Is there a problem?" I slightly lowered my tone to make sure Yeonjun couldn't hear be.

"Nah, no problem boss. There's this new kid making a name for himself though, supposed to be rumbling tonight. Think you can slide on by? May even drop a bag on 'em if he's as good as he claims."

I thought about this for a minute. Many people don't know this but I actually started the fighting ring in town and worked my way up as the "big boss" of the organization. I fought every one, no matter their size, gender or age. And beat all of them. Back then I was angry and needed to take it out on any and everybody

But overall I've moved past that life. Fighting isn't as appealing to me now as it was back then. Regardless, I am the boss and if this new guy is as good as he's described to be, I have to see him.

"I'll stop by. Briefly." I told him. "But I have some prior engagements so I can't stay long. I'll come at 9."

"Got it." He replied hanging up. I rejoined Yeonjun on the couch and saw that he had changed the music. My dad made his way out of his room heading towards the door, once again.