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3.1, acrylic stains & love pains.The next morning I awaken to a groaning Minkyung snuggled up against my side on my queen-sized mattress. I'd forgotten that she came back to the apartment with me after the party, completely unable to walk to her own dorm. Youngho helped me carry herβwell he did most of the lifting, I just guided him.
I quietly slide across the mattress, tucking the duvet around her form before scooting off and hitting the cold wooden floors below with my bare feet. I tip-toed from my room as quietly as I could before sliding the screen my father had helped me install to separate my "bedroom" from the living area of my studio. Minkyung hadn't stirred one bit and I felt relief that I'd be able to enjoy my mug of coffee without interruptions. I turned to my Keurig and began working on pouring instant coffee into the filter when a series of soft knocks sounded at my door.
I wasn't expecting anyone and not many people knew where I resided, aside from a couple of my classmates and Minkyung herself so, I stood there befuddled.
I didn't order anything online as of recently. I wasn't expecting any art supply deliveries (sometimes, I have to get my products shipped from Japan due to their quality or being out of stock at my favorite supplies store across town). The knocks started to get louder and a bit erratic and if I didn't hurry over to answer, I'm sure the person on the other side of the door was going to beat my door down.
Hurriedly, I padded over with empty mug in hand and hastily unlocked my doorβone-handed, mind youβto pull it open and reveal a disgruntled Sicheng. He must have obtained my address from Minkyung or maybe even Eunwoo. I think Minkyung gave it to her at the party in case of an emergency although I can't really see the correlation. , I hadn't even brushed my teeth yet. I probably looked a mess standing here in my oversized t-shirt slouching off my shoulder, hair in disarray and my face smeared with mascara. Great, I even forgot to wash off the make-up.
"Hey, I see you've made it back safely," Sicheng observes. He doesn't look as disastrous as I do but I ca
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