Vintage 8
The Vintage Car
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‘Never say never.’
‘I shall return.’
Those were the adage I’m living by.
Because I know I cannot be mad at Chaerin forever.
I was only sulking for a day and yet she brought another bouquet.
I cannot live a day without her, I’m missing her.
So we were ok again, but that doesn’t mean I’m already ok totally!
Patience is a virtue.
If I want to kiss her, I need to be patient.
“Chaerin-ah, I wanna go to the mall.” I pleaded at her while eating at a resto after office.
“Dara, let’s do it next time, it’s raining hard.” She added.
It’s good! We will be stranded and you will not be going anywhere.
My soul is celebrating thinking about that.
“I’ll just be quick. Pleeeaase?” and of course, who could resist me?
At the end, she brought me to the mall.
And the mall’s on its closing period when I asked her to go home. Not because it took me long to choose my stuff but because I did it on purpose.
Yet, the officers closed the roads now claiming they’re unpassable.
“What now Chaerin-ah? How are we supposed to go home?” as if I’m nervous, but the truth is, ‘I’m so excited!’
“We can’t do anything about it Dara, we have to look for somewhere we can stay at. We can’t sleep here at the cab.” And I really really want to jump and punch the air right now!
Bingo!
And Chaerin drove to the nearest hotel.
This is it!
My dream come true!
“Dara, take a bath now and sleep. It’s very late now and you still got work tomorrow.” She said, concerned.
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