𝕋𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕤 ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕' (𝕋𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕟) ✔

🔸Chap11🔸

Can fluttered  his eyes open, blazing rays of the the sun blinded his vision. His whole body felt tired when he tried to sit up, he casually looked at the wall clock only to realise that it was 1pm in the afternoon.

He sprang up, running from one corner to another corner starting to panic.
Tin is going to slaughter me!!! I'm like 6 fucking hours late for his meeting!!!! I'm surprised there are no calls from him-

He stopped jumping abruptly when his eyes caught a glimpse of a cup  with a sticky note on it. He eyed the note curiously before reading it,

"Hey you drunkard!  I figured you won't be up till afternoon by the amount of chocolates you ate. So I'm heading to the meeting alone, drink up the  soup I ordered for you. Heat it up in the microwave before drinking. I'll scold your ass when I get back~   -Tin "

Can's eyes winded at the note, it didn't sound like the bossy Tin at all..
Never knew Tin was generous enough to write a note for me. He even ordered soup. Pft pft! I thought he'd be super mad for skipping the meeting.

What he also realised that, he didn't drink any kind of alcohol in the party last night, then how the hell did he get drunk? He read the note over and over again to understand the fact that the chocolates he ate were alcoholic.

Then several tiny memories from last night came flooding in. His eyes went wild and his face turned red in embarrassment. He did cause quite a lot of trouble though.
What an idiot Can!/ you are a stupid prick!! Why am I like thiiisss!!

He heated up the soup before having it. It was delicious. Food is always delicious! He then took a quick shower and came out wearing a soft fluffy bathrobe provided by the hotel. He dressed up and decided to go take a walk for some fresh air.

It was a cloudy, warm day. It was so quite, peaceful and it already brightened up Can's mood. Nature can do wonder to a man's emotions they say, it so is true.  He started walking along the empty road. He was surprised, though it was afternoon there were no people around. He liked it that way, it made him feel like he owned the place.

He took a long walk watching the beautiful birds in the sky, chasing the butterflies and admiring the aesthetic city of South Korea. It was already evening, he decided to head back when a mouthwatering aroma called him over. There was a stall of sizzling barbeque chicken inviting Can to practically go devour the whole thing.

He waited no second, he ran over there ordered two for himself, he took out his wallet to pay when it fell down, he was about to pick it up when a pair of hands grabbed them before he could. The next second some strange guy, wearing a mask over his head was running away with his wallet.

Can called out a stream of profanities before running after the thug who stole his dear wallet.

"Oh you fucking- jerk.... Give back my wallet you asshole-!!!! I said give the damn thing back,..... it hardly has few buck......" Can called out between his breaths.