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“Gosh dang it ill just pay for you” A man who was now fuming, pulled out his keycard scanning it to pay for the clumsier.
Today was the day he would get an interview about publishing his new book mainly targeted towards children and trying to get it along with the markets. The entire bus atmosphere was in huge distress due to the fact Donghyuck was holding up the time, he spent a good few minutes trying to get his keycard to scan through until the masked lifesaver finally gave in.
Donghyuck then searched around for an empty spot before feeling a hand trace around his arm to pull him back, he landed on the seat which hurt his lower back for hitting the metal bar in the process. He knitted his eyebrows in anger, “Ya! why did you do that ? now my back hurts” He whined slightly rubbing the forming bruise.
“You’ve already caused the people on the bus such a ruckus, just sit down before you end up wasting everyone else’s time” He snapped back before pulling out his phone. Donghyuck just mumbled before rolling his eyes. “who does he think he is pulling me down like that, I’m late too y’know” He tended to talk crap about people inside his head rather than speaking it to their face because well, he’s just a weak baby who needed to be protected from the world.
The two sat on their phones before the bus then came to an immediate stop making the two almost fall over, but also dropping their cellphones. They then picked them back up and Donghyuck realized it was his stop. He got up swinging his bag over his shoulder and quickly exited the bus.
“What’s running Mr. Lee so late... Gosh, this is going to get us in so much trouble” He stomped his feet in a pout before seeing a short figure running through the building holding poster boards, what made him even cuter was his hair was bouncing in the air matching his movements.
“Come on! we are already late for today’s interview” He scolded the younger while grabbing the poster boards from him, they went inside the building’s conference room to lock eyes with people of higher judge and ranking, this made him start to break a sweat.
He gulped the forming lump of despair down his throat before finally displaying his poster boards and hooking up the projector to the laptop which showed a few documents.
“Okay,” He breathed in and then back out peacefully before starting his presentation. He was a good 10 minutes into the whole thing until something in his back pocket started to ring, it was a very unfamiliar ring tone which made some of the people in the conference room bust into giggles.
He raised an eyebrow and quickly silenced the phone but now his mind had other things on it besides the presentation. “Who’s fucking phone was that and where is mine??” He thought to himself. He cleared his throat and just continued to show his drawings while the vibration of the phone would go off almost creating such discomfort, I mean if something kept buzzing on your bum wouldn’t you feel weird?
