"Hey, hey Sung. Where's your wallet?" Felix's voice made Jisung look up from his phone, a questioning yet judging look on his face.
"Why does it concern you?"
"I may or may not have made a bet in which I lost and now have to treat Changbin to lunch."
Jisung started at Felix with a dead glare, a silent fury if you can call it that.
Giving a sigh Jisung waved his hand over to his khakis, "It's in the back pocket."
Watching his friend root through his pants for six minutes gave Jisung some time to think.
Why am I working a job that I might not even be able to keep? Is it the pay? Is it the bragging rights? Is it the fact that my wallets missing?
Wait, my wallet is missing?
"Jisung! Your wallet isn't in your pants. I gotta go but I'll see you later, bye!" Leaving the teenager dazed on the couch Felix left the apartment, running late because he was already late for his and Changbin's date.
"My wallets gone my ass." Jisung muttered as he stood up from his lounging position on the couch to walk over to his pants. Searching through all the pockets, each pocket being more and more frantically searched, Jisung almost let out a scream seeing that his wallet was indeed gone.
"I had it before I left the company. There's only one place left. Mr.Lee's car. Shit."
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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
