Y/N's POV
"Girl, I told you, he's hot!" Chaerin slammed her hands on the table, making the coffee spill a little and it got on my newspaper that had a crossword puzzle game I'm playing.
"Geez, Chae, calm down." Rolled my eyes as I sat down with my knee raised with my feet on the stool while I held a cold compress to my head to ease the headache from the hangover.
"Hasn't he text you? Hasn't he?" She asked, pointing her toothbrush at me and grabbed my phone but I snatched it back as I continued my little game.
She glared at me, pouting her lips before saying something. "Boo, you're boring."
I grabbed a toast to my plate and took a bite of it as I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Girl, don't tell me you'll be an anti-romantic forever." She crossed her arm.
"Who says I won't?"
"Really?" She asked with excitement.
"Won't stop?" Continued my sentence with sarcasm as I gave her a forced smile then turns back on the newspaper.
She tugged her lips to the side and sighed.
"You know honey, why don't you just take this as a way or an inspiration or maybe a help for your next paintings, right?"
I turned to her as I stopped writing while maintaining my position.
I glanced at my room to my side full of unfinished artworks.
"Right? You haven't publish your own exhibitions this 3 years, since-"
"Yes, I know since he's gone. Please don't bring that up again." I looked down on the newspaper and continued it.
"I'm sorry honey, but you should at least try. It's been years... You should go out, have fun. The last thing he wanted for you was to sulk in your sad room, and do confusing and depressing artworks that are mostly unfinished or unpublished. You barely even go out!"
"Hey, we went out last night." I placed my pen down on the table.
"Yes, but it's your first this last few months. I don't know! Maybe 3 or 4?"
"Alright, alright. I just have to wait his text, I guess." I grabbed the pen and continued to play the game.
"Yes! Congrats to the newly weds! Jung Y/N and Park Jimin!" She clinged the fork to her orange juice glass, imitating the wedding-thing announcement.
I rolled my eyes as she got off her chair while removing her towel wrapped to her hair and placed it over her shoulder.
"So, yeah. See you later babe, I'm gonna be late. Love ya!" She leaves and gets ready.
I glanced at my room again across the hallway, seeing the unfinished and unpublished artworks that were probably getting rotten. I grabbed my orange juice and drinked it all up then slammed on the table after finishing it like I was taking a shot. I wiped my lips and placed my pen down, leaning on my chair.
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Jimin's POV
I sat on my bed as I stare at my phone, wondering if I should text Seulgi or text Y/N.
No, I'll probably just block Seulgi and... As I was going into her profile, trying to block her, I stopped and palmed my head with my hand, the headache from the hangover got worse just by thinking about this.
I just have to try and be kind to myself. Maybe I just don't have to block her, right? I thought to myself as I threw my phone on my bed and laid down.
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