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Jun1. He’s in the army. On break. (only 60 days left though!)
2. He was born in 1990.
3. He drives a wonderful brand new BMW and has the pretty new white iphone AND amazing Gucci luggage I saw in the back of his car. I want it all.
4. He’s sweet. Rushed me to the bathroom after someone knocked their…Pray tell, Brittinbusan, how did it all begin?????
I only really know my side of the story.
I’m at the bar in the club we went to last night. We walked in as one big group but by this point a few of us have gone off to the dance floor, a few of us are in the toilets, a few are getting drinks …. but Brittinbusan is nowhere to be seen!
Suddenly, my phone rings. It’s her.
Hello? I say.
She doesn’t bother with niceties.
Walk straight towards the dance floor, she tells me. When you get to the corner turn left and then walk forward. OK?
I do as I’m told. I am suppressing an amused grin while not really knowing why.
I walk straight toward the dance floor. I take a left and then I walk forward again.
And what do I see?
I see Brittinbusan, in a glass-walled black and purple sparkly VIP room, sitting on a big leather couch, surrounded by three cute Korean boys pouring glasses of Jack Daniels from the bottle of it they have on their table and picking at platters of nuts and candy and fruit.
I walk in. Britt says this is my friend. I sit down. I am looking at her with eyes. My amused grin is trying hard to stay suppressed. The boys make me a drink. Britt’s already got one.
She leans over.
“Thought you should have been here!” she says in a matter of fact kind of way. I don’t even ask how this came to be.
At least, I don’t remember asking. The rest of the evening is kind of a blur ……
Hahaha… All I remember is waiting for Muscles by the bathroom and then looking over into the VIP rooms to see a girl with a strangely FNWL-esque hairstyle sitting solo with some cuties. Then squinting for about 5 minutes before walking in with a “FNWL?! What in the world?”
Cue to Muscles coming out of the washroom… craning his neck and turning circles with puzzlement only to eventually see me waving him in through the glass, tequila shots in hand.
As we left the club in a taxi he turns to me, “I finally realised tonight that it is dangerous for you to go to the clubs alone.” 헐.
(Source: b-busan, via fromnoonawithlove-deactivated20)
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