T H I R T Y - E I G H T

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Flashy colorful lights, blaring music, sweaty bodies, daring touches - all of these things are my dark stress reliever.

But for now, I'll turn down the famely looking dance floor and sit at the bar counter like a good girl I am. Alcohol is better.

I gurgle down my third shot of G-spot and bob my head to the rhythm of 21+ rated song. Emmm... the bittersweet taste feels so good.

"Hey.. care for a company?"

A familiar voice and face come to my sense.

"Oh my ultimate fucking ex! Sure! Have a seat!"

"Ouch. That nickname hurts."

"Hahahahahahaha. Don't be dear."

"You're not drunk yet aren't you?"

"Me? Nope? A bit tipsy. So where's your bitch?"

He shows me his puppy smile as he glides his iPhone to me. I raise my eyebrow, motioning him a 'what' question.

"Read it dumbhead."

I roll my eyes at him and pick the phone lazily. My vision is pretty blurry but I still can read outloud the first few lines of the page.

"Uhmm.. A billionaire son, Byun Baekhyun who just broke up with Lee Hyeran- oh that's me- being cheated with his current girlfriend. His girlfriend names Han Yoona has been spotted kissing with.."

And I stop. I look up at him for 5 seconds and start to giggle.

"Oh my god. Byun Baekhyun. Karma is indeed a bitch."

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