Let the lights shine

She hasn't come out.

A week had passed. He believed everything to be back to normal. His girlfriend disnt suspect anything and he was happy as he said.

For the foreign girl the week was different. She had fallen very sick. Probably necause he came in wet and had gotten her sick. Her being naked from before didnt help. She has just minor sneezes at first. But on the sixth day her body gave up. She was throwing up all the time and could barely walk. Unfortunately she was a generally lonely person so noone could help her. She would just curl up and cry in her bed. But this night she couldn't even cry. She was just so tired. Her body was completely exhausted. She just wanted to sleep.

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That night he had gone to bed thinking all is normal. However he faced a huge surprise when he felt something warm on his cheek. He touched it and it was wet. A tear? For what. Soon he felt even more. This frustrated him so much. What is a man doing crying in bed at night. Angry at himself he got up and decided it is time to go out. Luckily his pals were always out.  He called them and wuickly mived to them. After a long night of drinking it turned out he was the only one sober enough to drive. He parted ways with the bid group leaving with only his closest workmate. They got in the car and he drove off to the adress.

On the way in the car the workmate complained about his girlfriend. And how unsatisfying sex was. He looked at the younger man a lot and even at times would caress his shoulder. Their difference was only a few years, however at that time the older seemed like an ajashi. He then jokingly said "i bet you woul feel better than her". They both laughed at that. "You are drunk man. Shut up". They arrived at the address. The younger carried the other to the entrance and to his biggest surprise he was mortified to find that it was 'her' building. The others girlfriend was waiting to take her lover in. "Thanks. I can't believe he got like this."

"Don't worry we all do. So you live here? I think I know a foreign girl who lives here haha." He said nervously scratching the back of his kneck.

"Oh yeah. She moved here about a week ago. I am surprised you would know her. But I guess there are very few foreigners. However I am worried about her. She hasn't showed up outside since three days ago. I went to her room but noone opens. Maybe she left."

" oh wow. I will check on that. Wouldn't want her to get hurt or lost."

"Hmha you care about her don't you?"

"I care about the impression of our country." She shyly said.

They all entered the building parting ways at the staircase. He couldn't believe his circumstance. She is just a one night stand. What is he doing. Standing in front of her doors, heart theobbing, fingers shaking nervous to even knock. He first gently knocks. Then a bit louder. Then asks for her. "Ya" he then bangs on the door. Nothing.

Why bother. He put in the code and stoms in. In most honestly he expectwd another erotic scene or weird occasion however he witnessed what he did not espect. She lied on the bed covered in sweat heavily breathing, or rather struggling. A strong smell of decay was in the room from all the vomit. He was horrified. He rushed to her pushed and began slapping her face "ya, wake up, ya" he shouted. He was worried now. She was burning. How did this happen. And this was for three days. How is it that noone took care of her. Anger overtook him. He rushed to find ice in the freezer. There was none. And no food either. He checked the refrigerator. Nothing. He slammed the door and shouted "what are you doing tou cray girl" as he stormedly rushed through the cups. He chose one and put warm water and another with cold. He braught ovet the hot and attempted make her drink it. Needless to say she didnt wake up. He then ovened her miuth and slosly poured some in. She gently swallowed. "Thats it. Drink it you foolish girl" after the cup was emty he soaked a towel with the cold water and placed it on her head.

Seeing her in this state made his furious. How did she end up like this. How was he so stupid to bot chwck on her. Why did noone help her. Why is noone next to her. Doesn't she have anyone? He paced around the room. He then caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He saw his face, traced his lips ... kiss. Absorbwd in a trance for a moment he abruptly snapped out exclaiming "kiss" and then facepalming. This is all my fault. How can i be so absorbed and stupid. Did i make her sick.

He then ruffled to find her phone. Someone should have texted to check on her. Noone. No message. No calls. Nothings. What is this strange lonely girl. He then looked for her ID finding a very weird card. It was definitely not korean. Her name, Amber Magdaleine. How do you even pronounce that. Omg. Just. Amba will do. He turned back to look at her.

Unconsciously he had leaned down close to her face just to observe her. She pretty features. To him they were like gems. He then kissed her forehead and whispered "please be well" he sat on the chair next to her.

After a frw hours he couldn't help but to fall asleep on the bed next to her.