Chapter 3

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*Tyler's POV*
I woke up and my head hurt. Although Jared and I both lived together I still had my own house which my parents had bought me and I usually slept there so that we both could have some privacy but stayed at the apartment mostly during the day. Realizing that I had slept over at the apartment instead of the house, I decided to make hangover soup for the both of us after taking a shower.

"I see you slept here last night" Jared said getting out of his room

"Yeah and I'm making soup. Go wash up"

"Yes mother" he said
I rolled my eyes. He was so childish. I set the table and he came out of the bathroom. We both started eating.

"Did you see how Veronica freaked out when I told her about Jimmy? It was hilarious!!" I said laughing

"Hey! Don't do that to her!! Don't you know she's sensitive?"

"Woah calm down. What creeped in your ass this morning? Wait don't tell me you like her?"

"No I don't"

"Then what's all this about?"

"I don't know!!"

"Dude you can be honest with me"

"I told you I don't. Why would I hide it from you?"

"Ok if you say so. Btw what're we doing today?"

"I was thinking we'd go out for dinner and then do it"

"Or maybe go on a romantic cruise and make out? You know just the two of us?" I said

"What?! Why're you acting so gay?"

"Oh yes my bad!! And saying we're going out for dinner and then doing it is completely straight! My apologies" we both started laughing

"I meant let's do the chemistry assignment"

"Ughh why today? Let's do it next weekend"

"It's due tomorrow"

"Oh"

"Idiot" Jason remarked
We finished our food and started getting ready for the day.

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I'm sorry this chapter wasn't interesting. I can't seem to think of anything and I have an exam on Tuesday which is taking a lot of time. I'll try to make the next chapters better. Also does anyone else find the word "설마" interesting? Even though it just translates to "no way" or "unbelievable" I think the way people say it adds a lot of depth and I really like it. Sorry for being weird...

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