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[16] Outburst

IMPORTANT: Due to me starting school every weekday, I am changing the posting schedule from Monday at 8:30pm to Saturday at 9:00pm EST.

Sorry there were no postings last week, my charger broke and my laptop ran out of battery. I had ordered a new charger, but it was the wrong one so I had to buy another and wait for the right one to come.

Anyways, please enjoy!

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Mew

December 10th

After the day Gulf got drunk and sick, I haven't seen him since.

Although our next interview isn't until a few days, Gulf has been busy with his modeling company.

I would wish him good luck in the morning and every time, he would send back a "Thank you, Krub."

Today, the TharnType cast and crew is supposed to meet up for a couple hours to talk about any further plans with the show, such as fanmeets.

This morning, Mild texted me to pick him up so we could go to the meeting together.

We live quite near each other so I accepted his request.

Mild and I have been friends for a long time and he knows how much I like to arrive rather than late to an important event so he texted me that he was done and ready for whenever I wanted to pick him up and that message was about an hour ago.

I quickly grab my bag and put all my supplies and materials inside, zipping the bag up when I'm done.

Then I take my keys and exit my house, walking over to my car.

Once I get inside, I lock the doors and start the car.

As I wait for the car to warm up, I call Mild and tell him that I'll be there in about 5 minutes.

He replies, "Ok", and ends the call.

After putting on my seatbelt, I start driving out of the driveway and to Mild's place.

Stopping at the sidewalk in front of his house, I see him walk out of his house and run to my car.

I unlock the doors and wait for him to get inside the car.

"Afternoon, P'Mew." Mild greets to which I greet back.

He puts his seatbelt on and then I begin driving to the meeting place.

"How have you been?" Mild asks.

"The same as always." I reply, keeping my eyes on the road.

"And Gulf?"

I shrug and reply, "I don't know. I haven't talked to him much. He's been busy with his own work."

"Yeah, I can tell. He's been posting pictures almost every day with a new outfit. But he looks so different with the clothes he's been wearing lately." Mild says, scrolling through his Instagram page.

"He's probably just testing out a new style." I say.

Although I would love to say that he's fine, there's a part of me that have known him for almost a year and that part has never seen Gulf wear those kinds of things.

Of course, I could be delusional and possessive of him.

I shouldn't be, though. He's not mine and he's never gonna be mine.