NORTHHOWMUCHISYOURLOVE, Chapter 0 part 2
“Well, his partner is hot, anyone would want to be with them.” Skater sighed slightly. My friends had started to get close to Ter, so they also knew his partner.
“Yeah, I don’t know if I’m jealous or just happy for him. Since Ter started dating Phii Hill, I’ve benefited a lot, he brings rice, snacks, and other stuff. Not only has Ter put on weight, but I’ve also gained some extra stuff in the room, even started paying for the electricity and water bills recently.”
“Good-looking, good-hearted every year. I wish I could get some of that good karma. Even now, I’m still arguing with Kyu about splitting the electricity bill.” Skater said, since he’s roommates with Kyu.
“Let’s split it then.” I suggested.
“How can we split it when he uses more than me?”
We were just chatting and clinking glasses, not really making much sense, our necks starting to droop, our eyes half-closed. “North, I think I remember, what was that Temp’s name again?” Skater said in a tipsy voice, “Doesn’t he look like the guy you showed us in a photo?” pointing in another direction. I turned to look.
Oh…
That’s right.
“Damn, I was just praying we wouldn’t run into each other, and who’s that sitting next to him? That is not Ja!” Duennao said. I took another careful look.
“Bastard! North, where are you going?”
I stood up abruptly before my brain could process any further, ignoring any calls from my friends, and staggered slightly towards the person who had once promised to take the best care of my girlfriend.
And now he was breaking that promise!
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, my voice harsh, which caused the people who were laughing at the table to fall silent and look at me in unison. Temp looked surprised to see me, before slowly releasing his embrace from the woman.
“North?” Temp stood up and called my name.
“I’m asking what the hell you’re doing!!” I didn’t need to wait for an answer. I clenched my fist tight and slammed it into his face with all my might; Temp fell with a scream and a murmur from the crowd around us.
I admit I’m not really the calm type.
And being this drunk doesn’t help either.
No doubt about it, I couldn’t control myself now.
I grabbed the shirt collar of the one who had fallen, the other party staring back at me without a hint of fear, a mocking smile playing at the corner of his bloody mouth.
“You hate me that much, huh? Why? Because you lost and now you’re taking it out on me?” “Damn you, Mr-Temp!”
“North!” A shout came from behind.
“You don’t need to stop me, go home.” I said without looking back, recognizing the voice as Duennao’s. Temp took the chance to land a counter punch. Normally, I would have dodged, but not when I’m out of my mind like this; I staggered a bit before wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth.
“Who said I’m stopping you?!”
“Damn, Nao. Why did you punch him?!” Kyu’s voice.
“He was about to gang up on my friend!”
“You guys are all messed up, drunk like this. Hey, I’m not involved, don’t start trouble with me, okay? I don’t want to get hurt, you animals!”
The small bar erupted into chaos. I didn’t stop hitting him, and he didn’t stop either. We didn’t care about the people trying to intervene or the situation around us, only knowing that Duennao stepped in to help against Temp’s friends who were about to jump me, along with Skater, and even Kyu, who didn’t like trouble but got caught in the crossfire.
Then everything cuts to black, I don’t know when…
“Umm.” I clenched my jaw tight, feeling a dull pain all over my body as I slowly regained consciousness, especially a severe headache, with a faint scent of perfume drifting into my nose.
What the hell is this, am I awake or still dreaming?
But I couldn’t even open my eyes.
If I had to guess,
I’m either not that drunk or I got punched until my eyes swelled up.
“Headache.” I muttered because the pain was getting intense.
“Who told you to drink that much?”
…Huh?
Who’s that?
The voice is unfamiliar.
And why does it feel like I’m being carried?
Damn it. I feel nauseous…
Even though I haven’t fully regained consciousness, I remember this feeling well.
“Careful.” The voice said quietly.
“Huh?”
“Shit! My shirt!” The same person exclaimed because…everything in my stomach, fried chicken, snacks, and liquor, was coming out. Oh, what a waste, but there’s no way I could swallow it back.
“Sorry.”
“…This again.”
“Hey!!”
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