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“Antarctica…Is that what you wanted to say?” Ji-ho implied, shaking her head as a small smile appeared on her face, matching Min-a's satisfactory expression as he repeated the word to himself severally. “Yeah, Antarctica…why aren’t children called Antarctica? It's such a cool name.” Min-a turned his head to Ji-ho as he completely laid his back on the black seat. “There probably are kids called Antarctica. Just not any in Korea. At least, not to my knowledge.” Ji-ho replied with another small smile, dressing his hair sideways away from his eyes before she started the car. She backed out of the parking space expertly, heading into the busy road sleekly. “You can drive?” Min-a suddenly realized she was the one driving. “Yeah, you are really drunk,” Ji-ho concluded, taking the bend into the highway. “You can't blame me, anytime we hang out, you always talk about taking a taxi because you don’t trust yourself with a steering wheel while you are drunk and—” he was cut short
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Min-a instead searched his cabinet for some painkillers, but there wasn't even a single paracetamol in his cabinet. Except for his antidepressants. “You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Min-a sighed, resisting the intrusive thought of slamming the cabinet door, remembering that it was also a glass. Closing the cabinet door gently, he met with his reflection. Staring at him was a face that barely seemed his own. Bloodshot eyes, puffy and rimmed with dark circles, reflected a night of regret. It wasn't that bad. At least, he was still hot. Min-a winced as he took a bath, his temple throbbing with a relentless, dull ache. His mouth was dry and his tongue heavy like sandpaper. When he was done, he settled for a very large oversized plain black shirt and white light trousers. A matching black bucket hat and black Vans. He took his sports backpack along, betting on the hangover smoothie and some painkiller he was going to have, he should be fine by the evening time to p
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Eun Hye finally got out of bed. Thankfully, she didn't have to treat herself to a hangover because she drank a lot of water last night, enough to keep her going to the toilet every one-hour interval. Also enough to make her sleep through her alarm when she had successfully emptied her tank. She brushed her teeth, checking for any trace of Gimmari in her teeth because that was all she could smell on her fingers right now. That was when memories from the previous night started flooding in. Her disposition drove from excitement to a dampened mood because of her younger brother. Eun Hye recalled how messed up he was, he had been acting weird since they came from the shoot but the celebratory dinner was nearly a meltdown. She wouldn't know what to do again if Min-a had started dosing again. She had her own fair share of alcohol reliance and she knew how much it could mess someone up. Yet, she just couldn't help but feel like yesterday wasn't all about the alcohol or her calling hi
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“Father...” Eun Hye muttered, anxiety weighing her heart. She had totally forgotten about the deal they were to sign with Kwan Seung-ho. “Father, you know he is not a sell out, you saw it yourself. He is—” Eun Hye started before she was caught off by Jung Ju's sudden angry voice. “What are you saying? Why did you think I let him coach my son? Do you think he’s worth being my son’s teacher? look, I don’t give a damn about whatever relationship they had as long as you secured that contract” Jung Ju roared, then took a deep breath. “Father…Seung-ho is hard to convince. But I believe he's trusting us little by little. We need more-” “Time?! You weren’t about to say more time, were you, Seo Eun Hye?” Jung Ju snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I taught you better than that. The more time you spend lazing around, our competitors are drafting more ways to bring us down from the top.” Jung ju sighed heavily, leaving the bed to stand by the window. Light shone bright
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“I got home safely yesterday, thanks for asking..” Inn Woo commented sarcastically, bowing to Min-a. A guilty look flashed in Min-a's eyes. “I am sorry, Inn Woo. You look fine and you always do after every hangover, it makes me think that you are just this secret agent who's just good at everything..” Min-a tried being charismatic with him so could forgive him without necessarily asking for forgiveness. “Uhm, if you’d bothered to ask before, you would learn that I never even got to my room, I slept off in my garage, right beside a Blue bike.” Inn Woo shook his head. “Wait a moment..” Min-a paused, getting on his feet again, doing little jumps just to stretch his legs. He came to a halt. “I thought you had a Black bike?” Min-a asked, his face contoured with confusion. “Exactly. I took the wrong bike home. I asked Ji Won to help me call his Club Chauffeur service to ask for the owner so I could exchange it back and take my baby home. She spent a whole night withou
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“How may we help you?” Inn Woo asked cheerfully, staring between both of them. He could sense the sibling tension. “Bom, can you give us like five minutes?” Eun Hye asked in a nice voice, calling Inn Woo a nickname that always makes his heart flutter. He didn't need to be told twice after that lovely heartwarming gesture before he took his leave. Inn Woo nodded at Min-a, before trying to give Eun Hye an awkward handshake, which he failed to do because of his shyness. He then whispered to Min-a to bring the food along, pretty sure Eun Hye also heard. When they were alone, the annoyance in Min-a's eyes became even more visible. “What do you want?” He snapped, staring down at her. The sudden coldness in his voice startled Eun Hye. She moved back a little, the hurt in her heart radiating all over her face. “Are you still mad at me because of yesterday? Because I don't even know what the fuck I did to get you this mad in the first place.” Eun Hye sounded
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Inn Woo stood by the sidelines, watching the next set play since Min-a was taking forever to talk to his older sister. She did have his one hundred percent love and support since she brought food because that was all that mattered. After at least 15 minutes of switching from foot to foot and watching amateurs play, he decided he had had enough and was starting to get scarily hungry. Tired of waiting, Inn Woo turned around just in time to face Min-a storming towards him with a pissed-off countenance, only to stride angrily past him and across the court towards the locker room area. He stared after him in disbelief before turning around again to see Eun Hye walking off toward the parking lot. The food she brought lay on the bench untouched by any of them. Confused and torn apart, he tried to run after Min-a only to have the ball fly past his face, missing his nose by just a few inches. Inn Woo took that as a sign. “I hear you, universe. The food first.” He ran t
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“Oh my,” Ji-ho gasped dramatically. “It's not a fucking date, woman.” Min-a immediately added. “Min-a, you really know how to make a woman feel loved,” Ji-ho muttered sarcastically. “Hmm, as much as I would love to any other day, I can't today. I'm really tired and I don't think I want to deal with another hangover, it might kill me sooner than I'm supposed to.” Ji-ho joked, waiting for Min-a's reply. She heard him sigh, saying “Alright.” His tone sounded disappointed and it tugged at her heart. “But I got some really good weed, and I'm about to prepare dinner. We could eat, drink wine, and smoke weed just like the average American white woman that we are..” Ji-ho teased, causing Min-a to bark out laughter. He found it hard to believe she could also be funny and laid back when she wasn't being loud and an attention narcissist. “Alright, send your address then,” Min-a started his car the instant he got Ji-ho's address. It was deep in the city
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“Oh my,” Ji-ho gasped dramatically. “It's not a fucking date, woman.” Min-a immediately added. “Min-a, you really know how to make a woman feel loved,” Ji-ho muttered sarcastically. “Hmm, as much as I would love to any other day, I can't today. I'm really tired and I don't think I want to deal with another hangover, it might kill me sooner than I'm supposed to.” Ji-ho joked, waiting for Min-a's reply. She heard him sigh, saying “Alright.” His tone sounded disappointed and it tugged at her heart. “But I got some really good weed, and I'm about to prepare dinner. We could eat, drink wine, and smoke weed just like the average American white woman that we are..” Ji-ho teased, causing Min-a to bark out laughter. He found it hard to believe she could also be funny and laid back when she wasn't being loud and an attention narcissist. “Alright, send your address then,” Min-a started his car the instant he got Ji-ho's address. It was deep in the city
