Firstkhaotung - Truth or Dare

the drunk truth

Pov First:

As I enter the gym, I feel the weight on my shoulders and the pressure in my head. There's someone who's constantly present in my thoughts, and I find myself thinking about them over and over again. It's an emotional burden that I can't shake off. I walk through the door with my head down, my steps heavy, and my posture slouched. My gaze is hazy, and my thoughts are still centered on this person who occupies my mind so intensely. I change into my workout clothes and try to focus on the upcoming training. I hope that the intense workout will help me clear my mind and forget these thoughts for a while.

As I start with various exercises, I attempt to concentrate on my body and my breathing. I feel my muscles tense, and sweat beads on my forehead. With each breath, I try to push the negative thoughts out of my mind and focus on the moment.

The training becomes a form of therapy for me. Every drop of sweat I shed symbolizes the release of those burdensome thoughts. I feel my mood lifting slowly, and my mind becomes clearer.

After the workout, I leave the gym with a sense of relief. Although thoughts of that person are still present, at least I've managed to take a break from them for a while. My muscles are burning as Force taps me on the shoulder, and I flinch. "That's enough for today, or else you'll wear yourself out. What's going on with you?" I don't respond.

Pov Khaotung:

Since yesterday, everything has come back. The thoughts. The memories. It was like a plunge into the past. I know it's been a long time. But it feels as if the wounds that had healed over the two years have suddenly been reopened. The wounds I thought were finally healed have unexpectedly reopened. The thoughts and memories I successfully suppressed for so long have rushed over me like a storm, pulling me forcefully into the past.

It's amazing how time passes and how we believe we've moved on from certain things. Two years can feel like an eternity, and sometimes we think we've finally found peace. But then something happens that brings all those old emotions and memories back to the surface.

I wonder if there are things we can never truly forget. Moments that are deeply rooted within us and will haunt us again and again, no matter how hard we try to suppress them.

Perhaps I should have known better. Perhaps I shouldn't have closed myself off from my own feelings. Maybe I should have tried to heal these wounds earlier instead of just ignoring them.

Now I stand here, flooded with all these thoughts and memories, wondering how to deal with them. It's time to distract myself.

Chat with Neo

me: Let's go out and celebrate tonight, I need a break.

Neo: We can do that, but only after our shift.

me:👍🏼

The club was crowded again, and we had so much to do, but it helps me to distract my thoughts as well.

After our shift, Neo and I headed straight to our favorite club. It was nice here. However, today I couldn't enjoy it as much, I went straight to the bar. I ordered the "Thai Bucket Cocktail." This colorful and fruity cocktail is always served in a bucket filled with ice and contains a mix of various spirits and soft drinks. The exact composition can vary from place to place, but typical ingredients include Thai rum, vodka, Red Bull or a similar energy drink, soda, fruit juice, and fresh fruits like limes, pineapples, or strawberries. The mixture is often served with straws and spoons so that guests can easily share it.

Neo had already found us a table, and I went to him, and after a few minutes, our drinks arrived.

"Hey, you ordered the Thai Bucket Cocktail right away! Good choice, that's always a safe bet here."
"Yeah, I thought after this exhausting shift, we deserved it. And the Thai Bucket is just so refreshing and delicious," I said, happier than I thought, but that might also be due to the alcohol.
"Absolutely, you're right. So, how did you find the shift today?"
"Well, it was pretty hectic. I didn't expect it to be so busy on a Monday. But we handled everything well, and now I can finally unwind. That's the main thing. And you know, the rich always know how to celebrate."
"Let's just dance, drink, and enjoy the evening. No obligations, just have fun." It sounded weird as I said it, but Neo didn't dwell on it and said, with a supportive tone, "That sounds like a great plan! Here's to a relaxing evening and good music!"
"Definitely!"

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I danced with abandon and joy. The music reverberated through the club, and I moved to the beat as if there were no worries and no boundaries. It was as if I had forgotten the world around me and simply surrendered to the rhythm. My movements grew wilder, my laughter louder, and I danced as if there were no tomorrow. It was a moment of freedom and pure happiness that I savored. I had consumed far too much alcohol, but tonight, I didn't care. I wanted to let go and feel nothing more.

Suddenly, I felt a body pressing against me. I turned around while still dancing. It was a man. He didn't look bad, but he wasn't my type. Nevertheless, I went along with it. We danced closely together, and our faces got closer and closer until someone yanked me away, pulling me outside. WTF. What was that all about?

Pov First:

I couldn't stop thinking about him the whole time. By now, it was evening. He hadn't responded to my messages that I had sent to him every minute. I just couldn't take it anymore.

So, I decided to ask Neo if they were still working. I called him, and he answered immediately. He typed into the phone, asking what was wrong. I could hear loud voices and music in the background. "I wanted to ask if you guys are still working?" "No, not anymore. Are you at the club?" "Oh, okay!" I was about to hang up when Neo burst into laughter and slurred that he thought Khaotung and I were involved, but that couldn't be true because he was currently dancing closely with some guy. Wait... what did he just say? Oh no, he didn't do that, did he? "Where are you right now?" "Well, I'm at the club, as I told you." "No shit, Sherlock, I mean which club?" He laughed and then told me where they were.

I rushed down as quickly as possible, put on some clothes, and got into a taxi I had called because my car would be too conspicuous. When I arrived there, I stormed into the club and scanned the crowd to find Khaotung. I spotted him and a guy in the middle of the dancing crowd. I made my way through the masses, grabbed his arm, and pulled him out with me.

"Hey, what's this?" he asked me, slurring. When he looked up at me and saw who I was, his expression changed from annoyed to emotionless. "What are you doing here? What if people recognize you?" Okay, I didn't really know why I was here myself because he's not my boyfriend, but it was some sort of impulse. "I'm here because I just am. I can't take it anymore. Why didn't you respond to me?"

Pov Khaotung:

Everything burst out, maybe it was also because of the alcohol, but I couldn't hold myself together anymore. I yelled at him, "Yes, I've fallen in love with you, in case you want to know. But I don't want to be in love with you. I don't want to be disappointed again. I don't want to go back to that emptiness I was in two years ago. I managed to get out of there. I can't..." I collapsed into myself and sat on the floor, huddled, drunk, and crying. I felt arms wrap around me. He held me tightly, and I cried.

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