There he sat on one of the bar stools, drinking his sorrows away as the music pounded in his head. To him, every shot he drank, he was reminded of Wonwoo.
One shot for how they met.
Another shot for how they started to fade.
Sooner than he realized, he became very drunk but he was still talking about his pain through his slurred words. He felt someone drag him down from the stool and out of the club.
If he hadn't drank so much, he might've stopped the person but all he knew was that it was cold outside. The person guided him to their car and they were on the road.
Mingyu began mumbling to himself once again
"No Wonwoo...
Let me go back...."
The person driving looked at him, eyes full of pity and continued driving home.
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someone talk to me/message im a lone soul
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YOU ARE READING
i'm sorry
Romance"Look Wonwoo. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything I've done." -xx sequel to 'Thank You, Mingyu'
