There's a strange droning noise somewhere nearby. A bright light starts peering through a faded white curtain. I see a dull wallpaper and the noise hasn't stopped. I realized instantly that it's another boring day, so I smacked my alarm... then it was quiet. A jolt of electricity sparked through my body, so I got up immediately when I realized that I was running late. I grabbed my phone to check the time. Two seconds later, I realized that it's Sunday.
False alarm. I yawned and scratched my belly while jogging my memory on what I can do on a lazy day. The computer caught my eye. I walked toward it, turned it on, and went to the pantry to look for any food. A cup of noodles, my computer, and a Sunday at 10am, I love it and I wish I could marry this moment.
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Fate Street: Bae-Young
Storie d'amoreA textnovel composed of 150 words at most per chapter.
