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ᗷᒪᑌEᗷEᖇᖇY: 2 hours and one thousand dollars?
ᑕᖇᗩᘔY.ᖇIᑕᕼ.ᗩᔕIᗩᑎ: That's right kitten.
ᗷᒪᑌEᗷEᖇᖇY: Here is my number #### ### ### if I find out you shared my number I will find you.
ᑕᖇᗩᘔY.ᖇIᑕᕼ.ᗩᔕIᗩᑎ: Thanks baby, but it's not hard to find me.
ᗷᒪᑌEᗷEᖇᖇY: ?
ᑕᖇᗩᘔY.ᖇIᑕᕼ.ᗩᔕIᗩᑎ: I'm on every bus, billboard, building in South Korea.
ᗷᒪᑌEᗷEᖇᖇY: Mhm, sure. Just call me already.
ᑕᖇᗩᘔY.ᖇIᑕᕼ.ᗩᔕIᗩᑎ: Alright calm your dick. Just don't be surprised blueberry.
ᗷᒪᑌEᗷEᖇᖇY: I like surprises. sєєn
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I sent my last message through while I wait for his or her call. 'Just don't be surprised' I wonder what they means by that. Are they famous?
I look towards my only poster of Jeon Jungkook on my blue coloured bedroom wall. The poster is about outdated now of course. He has changed for the better.
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I don't know Jungkook personally or anything all I really know he is famous because he is the finder and CEO of Fresh and let's just say I have a small crush on the now brown curly hair boy. I mostly like his fashion choices and not to meant his beautiful deep brown honey coloured eyes.
I walk towards my white large wardrobe located in the corner of my room. I open one of the doors and grab my favourite pastel blue robe. It hangs down to my knees and is made of the softest material I've ever felt.
Distracted by the thought of someone i don't know is going to call, I don't think about my robe. I hope they aren't some old creep who wants sex after his wife Karen divorced him for a young man seven years ago.
"What the fuck," I chuckled at my thoughts. While I walk back to my white and blue bed. I sit down in front of my laptop.
My laugher was killed by the ringing noise from my laptop. I look toward my laptop and see a notification in the corner of my screen.
"Incoming call from a unknown number" I said out loud while I read the small text above the small picture of me.
"Here we go," I say as I take the deepest breath I've taken before.
I click on the call, making it grow to cover my computer screen.
I see my movements in the right hand corner. I look at my face instead of the person on my screen because I'm a pussy boy. I don't have the courage, to look.
"Hey kitten," purred a masculine voice.
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