It was 4:00 AM, and if you were to walk into the apartment of Han Jisung you would find the poor boy slumped over his coffee table, news paper pages and markers littering the tables surface and floor.
"Jisung? Why are you still up?" The voice of his roommate, a classmate of his Felix, made Jisung shoot his head up, hair pointed in every direction.
"The question is, why are you up?" The boys voice was slurred and only showed how tired he actually was.
"I have a job to get to Sung. You know, the one that helps me pay for our apartment?" Felix walked over to Jisung, looking over his shoulder to see what was stressing the poor boy out.
Green question mark next to that, blue circle around that, and about a dozen red X's littering the news paper. Looking closer the ones circled seemed to do with part time workers needing help and the question mark was about the pay rate.
"Need a job?"
"What do you think? I've been up all night looking through the job ads and this is what I've come up with." With an exasperated sigh Jisung let his head flop down onto the table, a loud thunk resonating throughout the kitchen.
"Well, I can put in a good word for you at the café if that would help. Okay bud?" With that Felix grabbed his keys off of the island and headed to the door only to make one last remark to his roommate. "Oh, your classes start in," the Australian checked his wrist watch. "About two hours. 6:00, so get some rest." Looking back he found Jisung already passed out, drool slipping out of his mouth.
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Ramè || MINSUNG
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Ramè: (n) something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time -- Jisung gets a job as an assistant for the notorious Lee Minho but ends up getting more than he bargained for
