pjmᅳ
"why do you want to help me?" i ask the man who's trying his best to win a stuffie for me. "also...i'll pay you for it... if you do manage to catch one that is."
"hey, i've only fucked up two tries. i'm not exactly sober right now. and no, you don't have to fucking pay me."
the way he talks doesn't quite please me. honestly, i just want to leave at this point. he never answered my question.
he fails the third try and sighs, looking back at me.
"i'm usually good at this. it's just hard to get that poro king stuffie 'cause it's so big and the hook is too small. i'm so close to fucking breaking this machine."
poro king? he's aiming for the poro king stuffed animal from league of legends? out of all the other plushies here? what a coincidence. i love poros. they're so white and fluffy and cute and i just...wait...i'm actually starting to feel a little weird. is this happiness? at least a tiny bit of it.
"why are you trying so hard though?"
"because i want you to sleep with this stupid poro."
"you don't know me. bro, you realize you're trying so hard for a stranger?"
"as i said, i'm not sober. and i think you're cute for wanting to sleep with a stuffie and not being able to actually fucking sleep without it." he chuckles a little bit and i see a hint of red flush his cheeks. "you can blame the alcohol for this."
i'm just astounded. i don't really know what to say to that. i feel a little scared with the way he's acting. people are rarely kind in this world, especially when it comes to absolute strangers.
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jjkᅳ
i am actually a fucking idiot. i thought the cold shower made me feel a little better but i'm still kind of intoxicated. i don't know why i'd say that to this guy. i'm not particularly attracted to him or anything.
i guess i'm just lonely again. maybe i should go home?
but if i went home, everyone i don't care about and everyone who want nothing from me but to use me will ruin my fucking night for sure.
my "friends" are probably still in my apartment right now.
i don't want to think about it. i just need to get this stuffie so i can feel some sort of accomplishment because i'm pathetic like that.
it's almost there. sixth try. come on. just clutch it. i can clutch this shit. come on now, jungkook.
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pjmᅳ
oh my god...
this poro, it's soft and squishy. i love it so much. i'm starting to turn little. i can't do that in public. at least not until i'm in my small room in this cyber shop.
"do you like it? it's even got a crown."
"like it? i love it! thank you! how much would you like me to give to you?"
"i told you i don't need money." he sighs and shakes his head. he then pats the top of my head. "i just wanted to help. plus, i'm kind of sorry i guess."
"sorry for what?"
"i didn't ask which plushie you wanted. i just went for the biggest one in there for my own ego boost. i'm a really selfish person, you'll see."
"i'll see?" what does he mean by that? does he finally want something in return?
"you don't have to pay for this ball of fluff. i'm just saying i'm not as kind as i show. i guess. i don't know? i'm tired. i probably should head back to that small as room of mine." he starts walking away and i speed after him so we can walk side by side while i ask him his name.
"jungkook."
"jungkook?"
"yes, babe. now go to sleep."
"babe?"
he comes to a halt and looks at me. "go cuddle poro king and we'll talk tomorrow."
he starts walking away and i'm just left here to stand, bewildered.
what does he mean by that?
