Minjae's POV
Life sucks, sucks harder than when you have flu, it sucks like being sick during the summer holidays as a student.
I click the remote button for the fifth time in frustration.
Everything is tiring these days, my skin is breaking out, my hair feels more lush but I don't feel so good when there's no one to look at me.
"Ah shit, this is so annoying" I mutter and then place my hand on my belly to apologize to my pup for cursing.
"Sorry, mom is really stressed" I say and huff, maybe I need to look at a bottle of vodka to feel better.
I'm not going to drink it; I'm just going to stare it down until it submits to me and improves my shitty mood.
I go to the fridge and pull it open, I stare at it blankly, looking at Seungmin's favorite stupid soda can.
The last two orange cans of soda bring back so many feelings.
He was almost always holding one of those useless drinks, I'm so sure he would die of sugar or something, stupid asshole, untrustworthy fool.
