Shattered Gin Bottle

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  who knows how long it's been. taehyung does not. it's been nineteen hours. his head pounds against his skull. finally, he feels something. when he first got drunk yesterday, all he felt was dizziness and confusion. now there's pain. using the edge of the bathtub, the tired male lifts himself up into a sitting position. his feet had been resting on the faucet of the bath. the rest of his body painfully shoved into the undersized object. taehyung's muscles ache. Deciding to make himself coffee, he climbs out of the bathtub, stepping onto the cold tile. he had not known that he dropped the empty gin bottle. he had not known that the bottle had shattered into various places. once both his feet made contact with the floor, the shards pierced his skin. the now wounded male lets out a pain filled scream. he can't quite see correctly. his glasses are still in his bedroom. closing the lid of the toilet, taehyung collapses on top of it, lifting one foot to examine it. of course, there is still glass everywhere. but right now he has to focus on the glass inside of him. or inside his foot to be perfectly clear.

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