Chapter 14: Dream

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(THIRD PERSON'S POV)

"How are you?"

"I'm fine"

"That's good. Is there someone with you right now?"

"None. They're asleep"

"I want to tell you something"

"What is it?"

"Do you know the one who suggested that mini game room at your dorm?"

"Yes, why?"

"That is her father"

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(Jooe's POV)

"I hate this hangover" I muttered as I hold my head because it keeps aching all the time. Honestly, I just got awakened by it and it sucks.

I was sleeping on the sofa while Hyebin-unnie is sleeping until now beside me. She buried her face on her arms while sleeping.

I slowly raised my body carefully so that Hyebin-unnie will not be disturb on her sleeping.

I rubbed my eyes as I yawned. After that, I roamed my eyes on the living room and it was really devastated.

Bottles of soju were scattered at the floor. Some of my drunk friends were lying at the floor. Some were on the table. Some were sleeping on the stomach of others.

I stood up then I went to the kitchen to drink some water. My head really hurts.

After drinking almost 2 glass of water, I heard the door at the yard swung opened.

I went to it slowly because it might be a thief. I get a broom to be my defense tool.

I leaned at the wall and feel the thief as it was approaching. I get ready myself.

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"AHHHH-" I faced the thief and I was startled. I lose grip of the broom.

"JOOE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Nancy asked almost a shout. Well I understand her, she might be shocked because I was holding a broom.

"I-I thought it was a thief" I scratched my nape.

"You crazy" She chuckled.

"Wait, why are you at the yard?" I asked.

"To breath fresh air?" She tilted her head a bit.

"You went outside just to breath fresh air while it is so freaking cold for god's sake? You're incredible" I slowly clapped my hands while looking at her in poker face.

"Aishhh. Let's just go to them and wake their sleeping ass" Nancy pushed me to the living room where the people were still sleeping.

"What time is it?" I asked. Nancy looked at the clock on the wall.

"5:38" She said in cold tone.

"5:38... 5:38... Fuck!" I gasped. I remember something. We're dead now.

"What's the matter?" Nancy asked.

"Today is freaking Monday!" I said in slightly loud tone because of shock.

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