BGM: Coming Home by Diddy

The stench made my lungs beg for mercy. I sprayed almost half a bottle of air freshener into the air.

That Kwon Yuri!

If she wasn’t drunk, I would have… xxx

Ooooh! I could have… xxx

This is my favorite pink dress and she… xxx

Aaaaaaah!

 I grabbed all of her sullied clothes and chucked them in the machine. Part of whatever she ate that night dangled from mine as I threw it in the garbage bin.

Ewwwwwwww!

 I can never take the idea of wearing that again—ever.  

Oh my god!

Need fresh air!

I scrubbed the floor and made sure everything is spic and span. I peeked at the carcass in my bed.

Of all places to invade, you really had to do it with my bed!

My pink bed!

Great!

Just great!

AS if stealing my first kiss isn’t enough…

Sigh

Now where would I sleep?

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“I bought you a pink incense” I smiled as I lighted the stick in front of her picture. She was smiling so wide and bright; I swear no one will ever say she’s an ice princess if they see this picture of her.

“You didn’t change much Jessie…still pretty, huh?” I traced her face with my finger. The glass between us made me feel lonelier than I’ve ever felt.

Your an inch away from me but you’re farther than you’ll ever be.

I stared at the urn that contains her remains silently.

“I read your letter”

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“Here’s the instruction for your treatment, Ms. Hwang.” A gorgeous nurse handed me a paper.

The doctor prescribed me some Prozac to manage my depression if needed. I hid the prescription inside my bag, not really thinking of buying it. I hate drinking medications. I don’t think I can swallow even the tiniest capsule ever concocted.

“Thanks…ug