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♡ WenGa 01 ♡

#07

Plot: When two classical musicians lovers are the only ones left in the current dystopian world of dance, rap and pop music.

Story:

"So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of that mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain't ever getting older~"

I sighed sadly as I downed the next cup. I leaned my head on my hand as I stared at the DJ entertaining the clubbers. Not to forget all those girls basically making themselves look lowly than ever 'flirting' and shit.

"Wendy, you got to loosen up a bit. Have some fun!"

I turned around slightly and saw my best friend, Seulgi, grabbing a seat next to me. Weakly, I shook my head in defiance before turning to the bartender for another shot.

"I am not the type for these type of 'music'" I explained, hiccupping a bit.

Not to forget I intentionally quoted the music part to state a point. These type of music. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate it a lot. Really. It's upbeat and exciting to dance to. However, I'm more towards classical type of music. Pianos, violins, classical guitar. The sounds of those instruments are far more entertaining and enjoyable than the music currently.

"Well, you're on the lower hand here. The world we know it is absorbed in the edm style. These days, classical pieces just don't interest anyone anymore."

I didn't even bothered to countered here. Mainly because it's true and also because I may be too drunk to continue thinking and fighting. My eyes became weary to the point I didn't realise that Seulgi had left me already.

"Hello, are you alone?"

"Piss off." I managed to say in between the loud raging music.

"Wh-"

"OH MY GOD! FUCK THIS PLACE AND THE MUSIC." I screamed loudly before dropping head on the counter.

It doesn't matter anyways. Everyone is too preoccupued with the music and dancing. Plus the music is literally blasting very loudly, I can barely hear myself think. It then hit me that someone was exactly next to me.

"OH MY GOD! I'm sorry if that offended you." I apologized bowing my head down low.

"Oh? Uhmm... yeah that's fine."

I got back up and grabbed my stuffs and was all ready to head out. Not forgetting to down my last cup of liqour first. I got down from the stool slowly so that I don't trip and fall. I continued to make my way out, bumping here and there to everyone and apologising.

"Wendy!"

I ignored that faintly shout of Seulgi towards me. I just want to go home back to my apartment. Sleep through this night. Why did I even bothered following Seulgi to this club anyways? I walked drunkenly up the stairs. Once in a while grabbing onto the railings like it's my lifeline. The minute I reached the street level, the blast of cold night air hit me like a truck. Instantly, I fell down to the floor holding my head. Everything became a blurry mess as I abrely could hear or see anything at this moment.

-

I sprung up onto the bed. The striking pain of my forehead tells me I just probably woke up from a hangover. I took a deep breath and looked around the room. This place doesn't seem familiar to me. I assumed that Seulgi picked me up when I blacked out. But this place is definitely not Seulgi's house nor room. I pushed the blankets covering my body away as I was about to step on the floor. I noticed a pair of slippers aligned nicely for me.