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Changbin Pov

I lolled comfortably on the couple's sofa in the movie theater where I had been staying for days. I could have looked for a house, or an apartment, but here the movies started on their own after only an hour's break and it was always a different one, the room was at a pleasant temperature and I got myself draught beer and cheese nachos from the foyer. What more did you need in the afterlife? My friends... yes, I missed them a little, but Johnny Death... or was it the father depp? I'd been told that Felix and Han were at least here too, we'd find each other again, we had eternity ahead of us after all and a few days bumming around in a porn movie theater never hurt anyone, did it? In any case, I was glad of the paper towels that were everywhere in boxes. Another movie was just starting and I was licking my lips in anticipation when the door opened and someone came stumbling in, looking slightly out of place. Who was annoying me again with my favorite pastime? The guy was unbuttoning his jeans, what a jerk, you go to the porn theater in sweatpants...

"Yah... Keep your hands out of your pants or I'll kick you out of here. Go to another room if you want to jerk off." I grumbled at him and at that moment he turned to me, which made me gag.

"Ah, Changbin... good to see you... at least I'm not alone... Come on, let's enjoy the movie together." I heard the voice of absolute horror and the very idea of him sitting next to me and unpacking his shrivel worm made me want to vomit.

"Dude... you've got nothing more to say to me here and I don't have to put up with you any more, make sureto get away from me or I'll glue your pants shut with superglue and your stupid mouth too," I threatened him contemptuously and he couldn't shut his mouth from sheer bewilderment.

"How are you talking to me? I'm still your boss... your respect leaves a lot to be desired... Should I kick you out of the band?" he asked indignantly, but I just laughed humorlessly.

"What band, and where's your entertainment here? We're dead, you're nothing here except a puny weenie who makes a fool of himself wherever he goes. I'm looking forward to when Han catches you here, then you'll get a good smack on the face," I spat at him, damn, it was good to give him a piece of my mind. He was just about to open his stupid shit face again when I rigorously pushed him out of the door. I was really disgusted because I had to touch him, even if it was only his back, but the guy was always greasy and disgusting. He protested, but I was less itchy and eventually he gave up and went into another movie theater. Sighing, I took one last beer and then left the movie theater for the street, the pleasure in there had just been ruined by that stupid idiot JYP. Did he have to be standing with us when the roof crashed down on us? But where should I go next? I didn't think our old dorm made sense, my former boss would be the first to check if we were there and none of us would want that. So I was sure I would meet the other two somewhere by chance. The sun blinded me as I walked out onto the street, so much so that I rubbed my eyes. Disgruntled that I would now have to give up my newfound home, because the thought of what the oddball was doing in there disgusted me so much that I wouldn't have been able to stand it anyway, I wandered through the streets with no particular destination, just hoping I'd find a new place to stay. One with good facilities (well, alcohol and food...) preferably a bar with guest rooms. Was it just my imagination, or did I actually hear footsteps behind me...?

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