Prologue
So the strangest thing happened after I got stoned last night and later when I woke up this morning. And when I say strangest it means strange to the point where my world turned topsy-turvy and it took me a little while to get myself to function properly.
First, I woke up in a stranger’s bed that too in very minimal clothing. And now of course you dirty heads will have the audacity to think I did the nasty and that will somehow spark your dirty imagination or something. But fortunately, I didn’t, at least that’s what the stranger assured me of and he might be a little goofy and hard-to-trust-at-first type but I believe in his words, not entirely but yeah I’m ready to risk my faith on him this time.
Second, I had one too many bottles of soju that’s for sure. And by too many bottles of soju I mean innumerable bottles. Thus, the blackout memory from last night. And later when I woke up from my sleep it felt as if someone was drilling my skull. Even though it might seem unnecessary intel to you for now, it’s not. This part is important.
Third, the stranger who claimed himself as Jeon Jungkook has a really embarrassing video of me trying to seduce him by stripping in a very unsexy manner followed by puking and mumbling utter shits. But of course, he was kind enough to change my clothes and laundry them while I slept like a rock. But here’s the catch, he refused to delete the video when I told him to. That really irked me and I almost strangled him with my thighs but he was stronger and pinned me down to bed. I’ll get down into the details later.
And lastly, he stole my underwear. He didn’t exactly steal it, a better way to put this up would be he refused to return my underwear.
Why he refused you ask me?
Recalling his words from this morning “I want a souvenir from last night and I couldn’t think of anything better other than this, so I’m gonna keep this until next time” He smirked which of course ignited a ‘tingling butterflies moving sensation’ in the pit of my stomach, but we had our crucial battle mode on at that point so any signs of weakness would have been a victory to him.
Long story short, I had to walk the walk-of-shame without actually doing the deed and by walking commando.
So yeah that’s pretty much how it all started. It’s the story of how a soju novice turned into an ultimate maniac. Welcome to my not-too-basic but a little clichéd story.
