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>>When will it get better ?<< he thought and lit up another cigarette.
"It won't get better.." He told himself.
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Khaotung, a bubbly, friendly young boy, who's been through a lot.
He makes sure to...
It was another one of these sleepless nights that Khaotung had.
He was staring at the ceiling after waking up screaming for his parents once again, scaring that girl that slept next to him.
He turned around when she tried to grab his waist and simply ignored her, as he grabbed his phone and got up.
The bright screen of his phone flashed a picture of himself and his dog.. His wallpaper.
He never changed it, not once. His dog was his only real friend, but he couldn't live with him in this apartment, so he stayed in Pattaya with his 'father' and 'grandma.'
Khaotung decided to just lock his phone and light up a cigarette, since he didn't had to check anything either way.
People barely wrote him, except for when some of the girls he slept with are cursing him out or asking for another rodeo..
But this time was different..
There was nothing..
He put his phone down on the floor of the balcony he was currently sitting at and pulled out a lighter from his sweatpants pocket.
It was just him and his cigarettes in the dark night that wasn't really that dark since it was bangkok city.
Full of city lights, drunk idiots and stories of people who Khaotung didn't even knew.
Just him and his cigarettes..
And a single message.
The boy pressed his lips together as he flicked off some of the ashes and nearly burned his hand.
Khaotung didn't knew who it was when he heard the notification sound of his phone, but if he had to take a wild guess - he would've said First.
He looked at the username and opened the message with the biggest smile on his face.
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>>I'm glad you're doing ? That sounds stupid as fuck Khao.. He's probably thinking I'm drunk or shit..<<
It's been fifteen days since Khaotung met his new friend.
Fifteen days in which they talked every day at school, even joined the same club. They ate together at their breaks and laughed a lot.. Yet Khaotung managed to forget about instagram ? Facebook ? Even Line ?
>>Silly me.<< he thought.
But was he silly ? Instagram and Facebook was normally the first thing he pulled out whenever he's meeting up with a girl he'd have no other intention than having sex with.
But with First, he didn't think about instagram because his friend is worth more than just a quick fuck and another number to his follower list.
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