Jessica’s POV

I could feel sunlight hitting my face making me stir in my sleep.

‘Ah, it’s already morning’ I thought as I momentarily opened my eyes.

I turned to my side. I immediately sat up because of what I saw.

!

Oh my freaking !

What the heck?!

I looked around and realized

“this isn’t my room” I blurted out

“uhn” that voice

! I looked to my side again.

I really am not dreaming.

I looked down beneath the blankets.

! I am ! I looked down on the floor and saw my clothes.

I felt movement on my side making me turn to that direction. And I wish I didn’t.

“J-j-Jessica?” he asked. I just made eye contact to the person beside

“did we… uh….”

“ no!” I shrieked and pulled the blanket to cover myself as I gathered my clothes

“he-he-hey! I’m getting exposed he--- ugh, ing hangover” he groaned. I looked back at him when he complained

“oh my god! Cover yourself!” I screamed as I looked away

“How could I, when you got the blanket just for yourself?” he retorted. Oh my freaking god!

“don’t look here, you moron!” I scolded him as I put on my clothes

“I wasn’t looking” he argued back

“oh my god! I can’t believe this! ! !” I cursed as I tried to wear my clothes as fast as possible.

“hey, watch it. You’re filling my morning with your profanities, it’s spoiling my---ugh” he groans in the middle of his lecture. I looked at him and thankfully he already has some pants on

“seriously, why are you acting that way? It’s not like you’re a ” he spat on me

*pak*

I just slapped him

“yes, I am not a because I gave myself to the man that I love and only to him. I am not like you who probably sleeps around with random strangers or so and so right now I don’t have the freaking idea why I had with you Oh Sehun ssi” I said with tears flowing down my cheeks.

That’s right. Apparently, I had with Oh Sehun, the man whom I barely met. ! How stupid could I be? Just because I got drunk I had with him?!

He was speechless. He stood there frozen. I quickly gathered my belongings. Great, I can’t find my phone. I looked around for my phone but saw his phone instead. I grabbed his phone and dialed my number with it without his permission

I followed the sound of my phone and found it by his sofa. I handed him his phone and stormed out of his apartment.

“Ahm… Jessica ssi…” he called out and I just glared at him. “won’t you at least eat breakfast, so that we can talk about it over breakfast?” he offered

“no! I’m going now… I would appreciate it if we could avoid each other. I wouldn’t want to be reminded of my freaking stupidity” I declined.

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