With my ongoing illness, I finally tear myself away from the comfort that my bed gave me with its many cloud-like pillows and a blanket that protects against the cold.Immediate regret is shown in the form of goosebumps that run down my back. I flinch briefly, but then shake the cold off my skin by pulling an oversized sweater over my head from my closet, which I had fetched from the men's department.
I drag my feet across the cold floor to my living room and find one of my slippers next to the sofa, the other hiding somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I probably just took it off last night and left it there.
"Come out my sweet slipper, I have no strength to look for you now and my feet are about to turn into a block of ice," I say as I look under my sofa and when I notice that my pink slipper is not there, I let out an annoyed breath.
I make my way with one slipper to my kitchen to brew myself a tea, hoping that my cough will ease and my sore throat will go away. Searching my kitchen cupboard, I come across a pack of relaxation tea. My colleague gave me this tea, saying I was always too tense. I don't have a kettle, so I use a small saucepan instead and put it on the stove to boil the water.
Just as I pour my boiled water into my cup, I hear my cell phone ring again. Annoyed, I force my tired body in the direction from which the ringing comes.
I answer chuckling. "Do you love me so much that you have to call every 10 minutes?"
"Girl, you have no other friends asking for you anyway, so don't complain." Ouch, that kind of hurt.
"Wow, thanks for that. Anyway, why are you calling again?" I ask as I walk back to the kitchen to get my brewed tea. I hiss when I take my cup in my hand and get a small amount of water on my thumb, the spot burning immediately.
"A friend of mine and I will go to the mall tomorrow. We will stroll a bit through the shops and then have lunch together. So I wanted to ask you if you would like to come along. I was too excited so I forgot to ask when I called earlier."
"You have friends other than me?" I tease. I can't help laughing, so I put my hand over my mouth so that she doesn't hear it. Otherwise, she'll get mad at me and that's the last thing I want. I can still remember the last time I commented on her hair, which wasn't even meant badly. She hasn't talked to me for a week.
"Why are you getting on my nerves all the time? I swear to God I won't ask you anymore and you're going to die out of boredom," she threatens me, but I can hear from her tone that she is not serious and is also about to laugh.
"I was just kidding," I raise my right hand in surrender although I know that she isn't going to see it "I don't know if my exhaustion will ease up by tomorrow, but I think I'm in."
"Great, get well soon and don't get out of bed today. Feel forced to call me if you need anything, or I'm gonna whip your ass." She scolds me.
I laugh at her maternal instincts and we say goodbye afterward before we both hang up at the same time. Knowing that you can always count on someone, no matter what happens, always makes you feel much better and safer. I don't know what I would do if I hadn't talked to Nora back in elementary school and we hadn't become best friends. She helped me with a lot of stuff in high school. She always offered me a shoulder to cry on when I was feeling down. She got my crush to take me out on a date, then I ruined everything because of my stupidity, but that's a different matter now. Well, in general, I can say that I'm not very good when it comes to dates.
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Dangerous Woman | Jeon Jungkook
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