My Game || Jenmin

♥︎ 21 | Stick With Me, Okay?

I stare out the window, attempting to distract myself from the shit in this neat area along with me.
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"Kissing is like drinking salted water: you drink and your thirst increases"

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The car stops in front of a tall, fancy building.

I hear the car door open. I turn my head seeing Mr. Park getting out of the car.

I chew my lower lip, grabbing my handbag. I look at the time quickly, 5:57 pm- alright.

The door of my side unexpectedly opens, making me flinch. It's Mr. Park, he opens the door entirely, holding it for me.

I awkwardly smile, whispering a 'thank you, sir' as I step down. He nods, shutting the door behind me.

As he does so, I look up, mouthing a 'wow'. The building was very elegant.

It was high, and I mean, HIGH. It was taller than my office building, there were huge windows in the middle, sandy lighting glowing from the inside of the hotel.

Mr. Park begins walking and I follow behind. I skip a little, catching up to him. The guards look at us for a second before bowing, clearing the two big doors.

Mr. Park:
Stick with me.

Jennie:
Yes, sir.

I nod, gulping while gazing around. He starts walking again and I again, follow behind.

There were many people, fancy people. All were dressed in elegant and valuable clothes, well at least they looked valuable.

Mr. Park looks around before glancing back at me. He opens his mouth to say something but ends up being cut off.

??:
Mr. Park~ Glad, you could make it.

Mr. Park turns around and so do I. I notice a man, maybe in his mid-30s walking towards us with another guy, in his 20s following behind, smiling.

Mr. Park:
Mr. Han, good to see you.

He smiles. They both shake hands, I make eye contact with the- I suppose secretary, and he smiles immediately, bowing a little which I return directly.

Mr. Han:
So, how long have you been? I haven't seen you in a while. Anywhere, like no important news or anything, just a few pictures around taken by paparazzi. Are you busy?

Mr. Park chuckles, jerking his head.

Mr. Park:
Nope, just I don't get caught on anything.

He shrugs as Mr. Han laughs, patting his shoulder.

Mr. Han:
Good, good. So, how's your company going?

He asks and I take a deep breath. If this is what is gonna be arising in the whole event then I'm gonna get hella bored.

I look towards the secretary again, catching him staring at me. He smiles, cheeks turning ruddy as he looks away.

The fuck did he just-

Mr. Han:
So, I'll see you around the party?

He says, holding his hand out.

Mr. Park:
Indeed.

Mr. Park shakes his hand, both smiling at each other.

Mr. Park was the one who took his hand off first, stepping away. I smile at the two, turning around to follow him.

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I sip at the champagne in my hand, poured in a tall and skinny wine glass, standing beside Mr. Park who was doing the exact.