"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚?" His querying felt like a blade to her, her life straddling its sharpness.
"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩." Her br...
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𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐺𝑂𝐷𝑀𝐴𝑁𝐻𝐼𝑆𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑀 | 6 STRADDLING | E N N E
The excessive exhausting journey met its end as we got our destination, Mquisko Rella, the inn where we'll be staying out.
The aviation went too tedious-mr Lee stayed with me for set of hours but went back to his seat after Dejasa woke up. His selection of words was a testimony of him being a social man.
Unlike me.
Anyways, forget it.
The ground printed with invisible dots of our footprints escort with the rolled imprints of the trollies, pacing towards the entrance before stepping inside the enormous hotel; giant, luxuriant still plain, registered for the all of us.
The receptionist lady was asked for the keys before she handed out to each, respectively. Dejasa, obviously will be staying with her boyfriend, Reosella would be occupied with another girl, and nonetheless, like every-time, I was left alone. Never-mind, I got the key which was engrave with Room No. 71.
Grabbing all our keys, we all divided us and steered to the two elevators inside as we all pressed the respective floor buttons present on them, the elevators uplifted our weight along with our luggage.
"I'm tired honey." Spilled out by Dejasa to her boyfriend who both were in the elevator where i'm. "In just a few mins, we'll take a bath together." Sure that they'll have a session out tonight. I was single and never ever been in any kinda relationship, but looking at this duo makes me feel lonely at times. But it's not like I'll even try to step in any 'relationship' word.
Soon the 7th floor came as we reached up. I told others to shift as i made my way and sooner the two parts of the other elevator also separated as some were living on my floor. I got a bit curious to know who will be on my floor. I tilted my head but everyone who was coming out of the lift, was unfamiliar to me.
I was still in the process of checking people when a hand slightly tapped my clothed shoulder as i turned around to know who it was. And my throat, my eyes, my lip wide open, my heart, my veins and my knees which went weak, were all malfunctioning as if a virus had been inserted in it, my body.
Not again, it was him, Mr. Namjoon.
"Are you also from livin' on this floor?" What did he mean by you also? Not like he's too on this floor. "You also?" I asked to be confused.
"Yep, I'm on this floor, room no. 72." Okay, he's room number is seven--- WHAT! Mine is seventy one. So his room is right next to me? I looked and checked out and found the rooms next to each other. Wow! Disgusting. What the fuck dude?
"Your room no., miss Kim?" Stop making me vulnerable, by pronouncing my name you mister. Okay.
"Room no. 71." You had to lie dear, why didn't you?
