tinder;p.jm

0.7

"dis is the vrong way." the paperbag muffled his words but they were still clear enough that i understood him.

i've been in the car with the tinder guy for almost half an hour now, driving in circles, trying to find what he calls his "palace of jerks". i haven't decided whether to remove the paperbag covering his face or just leave it like that. it feels like i'm going to get disappointed it it's not bts's jimin, even though i know for sure that it's not him. my excuse for not removing it is that i need to keep both hands on the steering wheel. lame excuse but hey, what would you do if you had a major fight with your best friend and left home, tying to drive home a person you never met before?

yeah, my choice is not that bad after all am i right?

"well we've been on this street for a couple of times now. tell me the adress again?" i ask patiently, not wanting to get as mad as before.

"j-mamas butt."

"okay thats it." i said. so much for patience. i grab his phone that he's been holding the whole ride and try to open it.

password failed!

well shit.

i grab the trolls thumb, place it on the phone, and woila-

password success!

-it opens.

the contact symbol is easy to find and so is his personal information.

"you live ten blocks from here you bastard." i mutter through gritted teeth, making a u-turn which would probably make me end up in jail for the night. oh well.

"areum, im so sharry."

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we're here.

and let me tell you, it's a real fancy apartment. big bulletproof windows on the 13th floor. woahhh. the urge to rip the paperbag off of him is stronger now, knowing he's rich.

"whats the password?" i ask the guy who's steadying himself on my arm.

"7777."

shaking my head at the lame password, i type it in and with a click the door opens.

i'm greeted by a strong smell of axe and pizza. classic bachelor pad i'm telling you.

after slamming the door shut with my foot due to my arms carrying a giant pig, the pig starts to give me directions towards his room.

after shoving away about 10 half empty pizza cartons and soda cans, i finally reach his room.

i open the door and a minty smell and darkness greets me. and i hear a... snore?!

he doesn't live alone. well shit.

"ey, psst" i poke the guys cheek through the bag. "wake up damn it!"

clearly not hearing what i just told him, tinderdude continues to sleep on my shoulder meanwhile i tiptoe into his room.

carefully moving towards something that resembles a bed, i lay the guy down and without a sound, i start making my way out.

"mom stay." i freeze. did he mean me? fuckfuckfuck.

"hm?"

"eommaaa" he whines and throws his arm about my waist, dragging me towards him in full speed, which makes me stumble and fall next to the sleeping guy.

ohoh.

"thats better." he says, smacking his tongue a few times before dragging me even closer to him, ending every chance of me escaping this place.

oh fuck.

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