𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈. ⚣ 2Jae

卌 IIII.

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And Life isn't so shitty when you have friends like Jaebum, who will drive your home while your shitfaced drunk and high.

Jaebum woke up the next morning with his head In severe pain, he was crouched next to the toilet seat, puking his brains out. His dad immediately knew what the matter was, telling Jaebum that he wouldn't rat him out to his mother unless he got another call from the school about trouble he caused.

Jaebum agreed, knowing he was planning to do some illegal shit anyways, but he didn't care. As soon as he felt just a bit better he got off from his permanent position on the bathroom floor, going to his room to fetch himself some clothes before his shower.

His phone kept chiming. He took it off of the charger cord, to see what his friends could possibly want. He still felt a little off balance.

BigDaddyPark:

You're welcome, Jaebum. Try not to get fucked up too much next time, yeah?

BigDaddyPark:

I placed your phone on the charger, so you should be getting these messages, reply to me when you wake up so I know that your shitty ass is alright.

BigDaddyPark:

Also, what happened with Youngjae?

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Jaebum laughed a little, reading the messages from his best friend. He thanked God that Jinyoung was there to help him when he wasn't in the right state of mind.

Jaebum also opened the messages from an unknown number. This was a first for him, unless he'd gotten a new phone.

Unknown:

Hey, I got your number from Jinyoung, I wanted to make sure you got home safely too. Text me back when you see this?

Unknown:

And I was wondering if you wanted to come over today? I need advice. I finally got in contact with Mark.

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Even though Jaebum's head was pretty fucked, he recognized Youngjae's voice through the text messages. He quickly saved his number, so he wouldn't forget who it was.

The only thing was, he couldn't remember a damn thing that happened the night before. So he didn't get the stress in why Youngjae 'finally' got in contact with Mark.

Yeah, I'll come. Uhh where do you live? No stalker shit.

Youngjae:

Loool. I live a couple of blocks away from Jackson. It's a brick House at the end of the street, you can't miss it.

Okay. I'll be there soon.

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Jaebum had the rounds of his shower morning routines, all the while desperately trying to recapture what occurred the night before.

He knew that he went to BamBam's party and got completely fucked up, but he didn't know anything further from the time he'd gotten high and drunk with Jinyoung.

He decided on a simple sweatpants and loose tee shirt kind of outfit and made his way over. His hangover was much more powerful than him trying to convince himself to dress up.