10.

Two Weeks Later

It's strangely quiet.. Where is she?

"Alii, food," I call out to the silence of my apartment, hoping to hear the sounds of little paws running towards me.

Silence.

I look down at my phone to check the time.

1:23 pm.

I have to leave soon to run errands for Grandma and Grandpa... Where is she?

"Alii?"

I begin to walk around the apartment, calling out her name. My eyes wander around the different furniture, until they land on the dark grey couch.

Did she crawl into the couch again?

There was a little incident last month, when Alii thought it was clever to hide in the couch. I couldn't find her for two days. I thought she ran out the house, while I was taking out the garbage. But nope, she was in the couch.

The couch.

You sneaky cat.

I begin to inspect the couch, pulling out the cushions, feeling around the seams.

Nothing.

I put the couch back together and I call out her name. A tiny scratching noise emits from the direction of my bathroom and bedroom. As I walk closer to my bedroom, sounds of synchronized scratching get louder. Quietly, I push against the door, to reveal Alii concentrating on the foot of the wooden dresser.

Why is she sharpening her claws on the dresser?

"Alii..Again?! Stop. " She pauses to look at me, with her bright blue eyes, trying to strike some emotion in me to forgive her.

Nope.

I disapprovingly stare back at her, scolding her in my mind. Picking up on my body language, Alii turns around and continues to scratch on the dresser.

You spiteful little cat...

"Alii," I warn before I pick her up from the floor. I turn her in my arms to face me.

"What did I say about that? Hmm?" Her nose twitches before she lets out a small, but long meow.

"Right. Don't scratch on the dresser because you have the scratching post in the living room," I raise my eyebrows.

"Now, food okay?" I say before walking towards the kitchen. She responds by wriggling out of my hands and leaps onto the floor, rushing to her food bowl.

I sigh and I gaze over to the untouched grey scratching post.

I bought that for her to use and she still chooses to sharpen her claws on my dresser...

Interrupting my thoughts is the sound of my cell phone, signaling that I had received a message. I reach over to the table and unlock the phone.

It's from Won.

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From: Won

To: Aya

So...wallet boy just came in here 
asking for you.

Wallet. Boy.

Sent: 1:30pm

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Minseok?

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From: Aya

To: Won

Really? Why? What did he ask?

Sent: 1:31pm

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From: Won

To: Aya

He straight up asked if you were here.
He didn't even order anything. I told 
him that it was your day off, but you 
would be here soon, but it seemed like
he couldn't wait.

Sent: 1:34pm

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From: Aya

To: Won

Really? huh...
I wonder what that was about.

Sent: 1:35pm

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From: Won

To: Aya

He mentioned that he wouldn't be
able to come to the café for a little bit
because of "job obligations".. Whatever
that means. But he would like to talk 
to you.

Sent: 1:36pm

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From: Won

To: Aya

All I know is that I was right that
something is going on between you 
two because he left me his number to
give to you....Mhmmmm.

Here it is: 010-652-6258

Message him.

Sent: 1:37pm

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His number? He actually wants me to message him. 

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From: Aya

To: Won

Okay. I will.

Sent: 1:38pm

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After quickly saving Minseok's number into my phone, I open a new message draft, with Minseok as the recipient.

What do I say? 

As I start to ponder, my heart picks up speed and I begin to chew on my lip.

Oh goodness...this is going to be hard..

Author's Note:

What should she say?!? lol This one was a bit short, but I hope you liked it.

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