WESTTHESUNFROMANOTHERSTAR, Chapter 12: What’s Part Is Part
Arthit
I didn’t even realize how much time had passed; during the exam period, it’s like traveling through time, just reading, taking exams, reading, taking exams, in this loop without even looking at the time. I only knew what I had to read today and what exam I had tomorrow or the day after. Honestly, I didn’t really know, whatever Fah was reading, I read it too, and I went to the exams at the times Fah told me.
Take an exam, come back to nap, go out to study some more, take another exam, come back to nap again, just like this.
It’s an absolutely torturous cycle.
Who said doctors don’t sleep? I got to sleep for three whole hours, damn. Who sleeps more than me?
Yeah, there’s one…
Really annoying.
“Arthit, don’t tease him.” Fah warned while I was messing with George, the department’s dog. Why does a dog sleep more than me? I’ll kick him.
I’m really good at kicking dogs and cursing at women.
“I’ll drug you to boredom.” I threatened, teasing George by touching his ears, cheeks, and hands. He opened his eyes, looked at me, then closed them again, uninterested. He must be tired of me by now, having been disturbed by me ever since he joined this group. Sometimes he even avoids me when he sees me. That bastard dog, I’ll squeeze his balls, “Ignoring me, huh, how dare you.”
“Recently, you, my friend, have been mean to the dog.” Jo said with a sigh while they waited for me to stop teasing George, “Let’s go, I’m hungry.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I said, standing up but couldn’t help giving a gentle kick to his chubby belly. This bastard is so enviable, eating, sleeping, until he’s all fat. I can’t stand it, how can I be jealous of a dog?
And then we went to eat together to wait for the afternoon exam. After the exam, I went back to sleep as usual, then at around ten at night, I woke up from the dead feeling refreshed again. I went out to the balcony to smoke and relieve stress. Honestly, if I had some time, I’d watch some porn to destress, but I’m not free. In another ten minutes, I have to go back to that café.
I will ban that café from my heart forever. My brain seems to have linked it with studying, so it feels repulsive somehow. If there weren’t any exams, I wouldn’t even drive by it.
I saw the blue-haired kid from the next room standing on the balcony, holding Cat. I’ve seen Cat before, a black one with one blind eye, a real troublemaker of a male cat, making me want to squeeze his balls.
What’s wrong with me, why do I want to squeeze the balls of every cat I see?
Hey, cat balls are soft, you know.
Yeah, I’m crazy, or maybe it’s because I haven’t slept, what do you want from me, and who am I even talking to?
“Hey.” He called out to me after noticing I was out smoking.
“What?”
“Semester’s almost over.”
“Oh, yeah.” I nodded slightly, understanding what he meant. We had talked about going back to my hometown last time, around the time when the semester ends and after I finish my exams. Honestly, because of the exams piling up, I hadn’t thought about it much, “I’ve got three more days of exams.”
“Okay, let’s make plans then.”
“Yeah.” I replied before smoking one cigarette and then going back inside to get ready to study more. Sigh, I’m so fed up, so damn fed up. I don’t want to study anymore!
I checked LINE when I got a notification. There’s a group chat for the four of us that’s pretty quiet because we don’t know what to talk about. I’ve muted notifications for all group chats, they’re annoying, but it seems someone tagged me in the group.
[Med (4)]
T.fha: @Jhan, @H.@ :☀︎
T.fha: *Created an album T.fha: Scores from the last exam Jhan: Fucking hell.
H: Who are you cursing?
Jhan: Cursing Arthit ☀︎:
☀︎: Do you think you can curse because I saw you as a mistress?
☀︎::. I won’t let you anymore.
Jhan: lol
T.fha: So damn, lol
T.fha: Have you checked your score yet?
☀︎:. Not checking.
☀︎::. If I don’t check, I won’t fail.
H: 12/50
H.: Your marks
☀︎: You’re cruel, Hill.
☀︎: Jo got the same as me, lol
Jhan: Yeah, lol
Jhan: Are you going to drop the course?
☀︎::. Not dropping.
T.fha: Are you sure?
☀︎: I’m shameless, even if I fail to pass, I won’t drop.
☀︎: Will Jo drop?
Jhan: Probably not.
Jhan: Maybe he’ll get full marks in the final by luck.
H: Hoping for the next opportunity, damn.
Jhan: Yeah, right.
Jhan: Has the sun come out yet?
☀︎: About to come out.
☀︎: Why?
Jhan: Can you buy some fried bananas at the corner?
Jhan: My wife’s been nagging him to eat.
☀︎: And what does this have to do with this wife?
☀︎::. No need to buy. We broke up.
Jhan: What the fuck, dude?
☀︎:. No, I am Not Buying.
Jhan: Arthit Jhan: Come on, bastard.
Jhan: You know I’m loyal.
Jhan: With Hill @H.
H:
Jhan: He’s definitely embarrassed.
H: Embarrass your dad.
Jhan: Oh, I thought you were embarrassed of me.
Jhan: Embarrassed of my dad then.
☀︎: Bastard, LOL
T.fha: Hill’s face is stressed now, LOL
☀︎: Oh. Aren’t you together?
T.fha: I’m at the café with Hill.
T.fha: Jo went out for dinner.
☀︎::. Then why don’t you buy the fried bananas yourself?
Jhan: It’s not on the way.
Jhan: You pass by there.
Jhan: *Sending image
☀︎: You’re pressuring me with money transfers again.
Jhan: Bring some fried too, please.
H: Yeah, Arthit, get us a bag of those bananas.
H: Two bags, actually.
H: *Sends picture
☀︎::. You guys transfer money so fast.
☀︎: Fah, you want some?
T.fha:. No need, no need.
☀︎: K
I left the group chat, remembering when we first met and created this group. We named it “Med.” from “Medicine.” After a while of studying, Jo added a middle finger to the group name, indicating he was giving this to us.
Just as I was about to exit Line, I saw Khram’s chat, which I had muted notifications for a long time. I hadn’t checked to see what he had been saying, leaving dozens of messages unread.
☁: Hey- ☁: Arthit
☁: I’m about to board the plane.
☁: And still no reply.
☀︎: What’s with you?
☀︎: And you tell me because…
☁: Go back and read.
☁: Okay, I’ll tell you again, I’m returning to Thailand.
☁: Tell Dao for me.
☁: Both you and Dao, no one cares about my messages.
☁: But I think Dao hasn’t unblocked me yet.
☁: You said you’d go talk to him for me, why am I still blocked?”
☀︎: Why so fast?”
☀︎: You said two months, right?
☁: It has been two months already
☀︎: Oh, really?”
☀︎: Yeah, yeah.”
…
☀︎: Your ex is coming back, you know.”
SS: Oh.
SS: When?
☀︎: He’s already on the plane.
SS:
That’s it for now; I’ll stop paying attention to my phone, and pack up to continue reading. Don’t forget to buy the fried bananas they asked for.
Come to think of it, that blue-haired kid already has a daddy, right? Why do I have to be the guard dog? If you had said you had a new husband from the start, it would have been over. Or is the daddy thing a secret? Then I shouldn’t have mentioned it.
Or maybe it’s not a daddy.
It could be his real father.
Or am I just imagining things?
Forget it, I better just go read.
…
Daotok
I sat working with Mr. Jeon resting on my lap, my right hand drawing while my left played with the soft lump on my lap. I really like Mr. Jeon’s feet; they’re like mangosteens. After a while, Mr. Jeon gets off my lap to sleep elsewhere. If I weren’t working, I’d pester him, but now I can’t leave my work.
I’m in the middle of midterms; just a couple more exams and I’ll be done. When I remembered that I have to go to California over the break, I went to ask the guy next door. He said we’d finish exams in three days, which matches my schedule. I haven’t bought cigarettes from him anymore, so I don’t call him the cigaretteselling guy because with Mr. Jeon around, I shouldn’t smoke. I might as well quit. The beautiful patterned lighter I bought later still sits on the display cabinet. I like to collect things.
I’m not sure why I don’t like to call people by their names. If there’s another title to use, I’d prefer that, like Cat’s partner, North’s partner, Ter’s partner, and so on. I got a message from the guy next door saying that person is coming back, the one whose LINE ID is a cloud icon. I don’t really want to say his name. Because there’s plenty of time before he comes back. I’ve got enough time to prepare myself. I think I’ll be okay, thanks to Mr. Jeon. Mr. Jeon made my day and is the best healing I could ask for. I think I’ll bring Mr. Jeon with me in case of an emergency.
I work until midnight, then get up from my desk. Seeing Mr. Jeon sleeping peacefully, I can’t help but tease him a bit, but I make sure not to wake him up. In the eyes of others, Mr. Jeon might not be that cute. Mr. Jeon is a black American Shorthair, a common breed, not rare at all. His face isn’t particularly friendly either, but he’s had that look since he was a kitten. Mr. Jeon is also blind in one eye; he must have been hurt before I found him, or perhaps he was abandoned because of his blindness. If that’s the case, his previous owner must have been very cruel. But anyway, I won’t abandon Mr. Jeon.
This loyal servant will never leave you.
I pull my hands away from the mangosteen-like paws and go to take a shower. I’ve told Phii Cream not to contact or bother me so often, or I won’t pray for her. Phii Cream listened. While showering, I don’t encounter her much anymore, but the voices of the two who committed suicide are still there, probably because they can’t help it.
After showering, I went to bed to prepare for the exams tomorrow.
I sat at the faculty’s coffee shop to rest after my exams. It’s been two days since the guy next door told me that person would return. He must have arrived by now, but I haven’t unblocked him yet.
I don’t have any friends in my faculty. I always ask to work alone and didn’t join the freshman activities, which is why some of my classmates don’t like me much, especially the class president who looks down on me every time he sees me. Well, he’s been working hard for years now; he probably intends to keep it up until graduation. It’s exhausting just watching him.
North and I are completely different; he’s very amicable, easy to get along with, and has tons of friends. He might even know everyone in the university. Sometimes I wonder how it feels to be like North, always in a good mood and laughing, making others laugh too. But thinking about it, I wouldn’t be able to keep up; it sounds exhausting.
I was surprised when Ter approached me and started a conversation. I tried to be polite and friendly with people who…uh, how should I say, with those who are necessary. Like when Ter and his group wanted to join the art club. I had to put on a cheerful face and invite Ter’s partner to join as well because when they first came, I was trying to keep up with university news to learn more about this place. I had heard that Ter’s partner and their friends were popular, and the club advisor had asked for more members, or else the club would be closed.
But in the end, people gradually left anyway, because my club’s advisor is very strict.
I was surprised when Ter came into the picture, and it’s odd that I feel I can trust this person. I don’t know, it’s hard to explain, but we started talking more, and we got closer. Ter is like a blue-toned light, soothing to the eyes, comforting to be around.
Cat too, he’s cute and has a good heart, always happy and kind to everyone, like a pink-toned light, making the world seem more beautiful with his kindness.
As for North, he’s like a yellow or orange light, pretty glaring but lively and fun. Even if it’s tiring to look at for too long, because North has so much energy, it feels like it drains mine. I’m someone who has very little energy to spare each day. Speaking of energy, I remember the time I was learning Taekwondo; I had a lot of energy back then, and was very active.
And why am I suddenly comparing everyone to light? Maybe because I’m out of energy now, that’s why I don’t want to drive Phatcharamon back to the dorm; driving is tiring, even at a slow pace. I want to go back to Mr. Jeon, but I’m so tired.
I was reading manga on my phone. I don’t use social media much personally, barely ever go on Facebook, only have pages for posting work, use LINE for communication, and Instagram for posting work too.
While I was enjoying the manga’s artwork, I got a notification from the guy next door.
☀︎: Khram is here.
☀︎: You still haven’t unblocked him?
SS: Totally forgot.
☀︎: He’s asking what day he can meet you.
SS: Any day.
☀︎: How about today?
☀︎: We are going to California tomorrow.
SS: Tomorrow?
☀︎: Yeah.
☀︎: We leave in the afternoon.
☀︎: Have you finished your exams?
SS: Yes, exams are done.
☀︎: Yeah, talk to him and get it over with.
☀︎: Want me to come with?
SS: Uh-huh
☀︎: Just tell me where to meet.
SS:
…
SS:
☁: Dao, please unblock me, TT
SS: Five o’clock at Café XXX
☁: Oh, okay.
☁: Today?
SS:
☁: lol, still sending this emoji like before.
SS:
☁:
I had to take Phatcharamon back to the room, I really wanted to bring Mr. Jeon too, but it wouldn’t be possible since I only have Ter’s motorcycle, it would be hard to bring him along. Plus, the café probably wouldn’t allow pets inside, and if not at a café, I wouldn’t know where to go. So, I went back to shower, got dressed, and played with Mr. Jeon for a while until it was time.
Oh, I forgot to tell the person next door.
SS: 5 o’clock at Café XXX
☀︎: Okay
When it was almost time, I took Phatcharamon out of the condo to head to the café. It took a while to get there, after parking, looking at the shop made me feel a bit anxious about meeting him. I walked into the shop slowly, then saw someone who looked like him sitting with his back to me.
I walked over and sat down on the opposite side.
The person who was there looked up, our eyes met, those same eyes I hadn’t looked into for years. I looked into his eyes for a moment, and that made me sure that…
I no longer loved him…
My heart doesn’t beat fast anymore.
But it does feel a bit of pain.
“Wow, your hair color is amazing.” He remarked casually. I didn’t respond, just looked down at the menu to order a drink, “How have you been?” “Pretty good, how about you?” I asked back.
“Honestly, not so good.” He said, shrugging slightly. The person in front of me seemed slightly different from when I last saw him about three years ago. How should I put it, he looks a bit more mature and his style of dressing is different; he never liked wearing shirts like that before.
And the fact that he didn’t like wearing shirts is the only thing I remember, probably because so much time has passed. It’s been three or four years since we broke up, I remember because he almost refused when I bought one for him, but now that memory isn’t true anymore.
I don’t remember what he liked to eat, his catchphrases, or his little quirks. I can’t remember them anymore, I only remember what he did, which is probably the deep-seated pain my papa talked about, and it’s time to forget.
Before I could say anything more, the guy from next door walked into the café. He sat down beside the person in front of me, and both looked at each other in confusion.
“Are you Arthit?”
“Yeah, are you Khram?”
“Yeah, and why are you here?”
“Well. Just doing my job.”
“Still trying to meddle huh? Go away.”
“He came on his own.” I said, which made the one who was trying to chase him out pause and look annoyed.
“Have you guys talked yet?” The guy from next door asked, “Come on, talk quickly, I want to go back to sleep, I’ve been studying for days.”
“You study?”
“Yeah, me, what’s the problem, bastard?”
“Can’t even tease you, you’re fierce both in chat and in person.”
“I told you to talk quickly, you bastard, you’re just complicating things by talking.” the guy from next door started complaining, looking somewhat displeased.
“Okay, Dao, I’m sorry.”
“…”
“For everything.”
“What specifically?”
“Huh?”
“Tell me, what’s going on, is there anything I don’t know yet?” I asked with my usual calm tone, looking into those dark brown eyes that were trembling slightly. The person in front of me let out a deep sigh. My hands under the table, I took off my bracelet to concentrate on reading his feelings.
I wanted to know how he really felt…
It was the first time I had done that with him.
“I…first approached you because of a bet with friends.”
“…”
“Friends were talking about how you are very private, so it would be hard, and they challenged each other over drinks so that whoever could win him over would get money.”
“How much?”
“…”
“How much?” I repeated my question.
“Five thousand.”
“Hmm.” I nodded, “With just five thousand, you couldn’t get it yourself?” “…So, I went after you , but to be honest, after getting to know you , you were really adorable. you took good care of me in every way, but because of the bet with my friends, I didn’t dare to show it much. I was afraid of what they would say.” “Ah.” I nodded, and inside, I started to feel overwhelmed by the guilt pouring from him.
“I thought, yeah, I don’t love you . I just intended to deceive and use you . So…” “You started seeing someone else.” I said, and he nodded slowly.
“Other than that, it’s as you know…”
“Speak.”
“…”
“Say it out loud.” I emphasized. Even though I knew almost everything already, I wanted him to say it, to remind himself of how much he was at fault.
To feel guilty about what he did to me…
“…Dao, I’m sorry, I cheated on you while we were on calls, I took money to bet on football by lying that my mom was sick, I even stole your cash. When you were looking everywhere for that money, wondering where it went, that important sum I just got, I secretly sold you your original work, I lied countless times, even though…even though you were so good to me.”
“Damn.” the guy from next door who was listening spoke up, frowning at the person beside him, “I thought I was bad, wow, you bastard, I ask you, you’re really a piece of shit.”
“I know, why are you emphasizing it?”
“Come on, I can’t help but curse, damn, why didn’t you choose a better partner.” Phii Arthit turned to talk to me, “Thinking you’re so cool to do something like this, you dog elbow.”
“That money was for my grandmother’s medical bills.” I said, and the person in front of me immediately froze, his face clearly changing color.
“I…I’m sorry.”
“I was planning to pay for it myself, so the family didn’t prepare that part of the money, it was almost too late because we were also building a new house at that time, the whole family was stressed to death, but you used that money to bet on football, must have been fun, huh?”
“…”
“Do you remember when you first courted me?” I said in a calm voice, “Picking me up and dropping me off every day. When it rained, you’d give me your shirt. In the morning, you’d buy grilled pork for me. In the evening, you’d take me to supplementary classes, wait until I was done, and then take me home. I decided to love you because no one had ever been so kind to me like that.”
“…Yeah.”
“I liked that, I liked your kindness.”
“…”
“But I don’t know why. It was just that you didn’t truly love me, right?”
“No, honestly, I think I loved you . It’s just…just at that time it was…”
“No, don’t say you loved me.”
“…”
“I feel disgusted.”
“…Ouch.” the person next door teased lightly at my straightforward words because that’s how I truly felt. How could he claim to love with everything he’d done? Cheating was bad enough, but he made it even worse.
“It’s just because I was useful. You just liked that I was naive. You just liked that I followed you like a dog. Now you come back with guilt, making it seem like you’re a good person, huh? How does it feel? Do you feel like a better person now? Do you feel very guilty? Ah, you’ve realized your mistakes, haven’t you? We should forgive someone who has realized their mistakes, right?”
“…”
“Do you feel very smart for deceiving me? Don’t think I don’t know, you, the fool who follows friends’ words, always afraid of not being accepted. It’s quite pitiful, isn’t it? Do they even consider you a friend? Those women just tricked you for your money. Are you so proud of sleeping with them using the money I earned? Have you ever wondered what they say about you behind your back?”
“…”
“You stole from me, didn’t you? I was suspicious all along. It’s laughable that I trusted you too much. I should have known you didn’t deserve it. You even dared to steal someone else’s work. Did that piece sell well? How much did you get? Was it enough to treat your fake friends to drinks, or did they say it wasn’t enough, that you should bring more? Ah, right, because aside from money, you have nothing, and now you’re playing the role of a remorseful, pitiful person? Too bad, I don’t feel that way at all.”
“…Dao.” the person in front of me began to look visibly pale. I let out a small sigh before taking a sip of my green tea, these were thoughts I had kept bottled up for a long time.
“…”
“Sorry…I’m really sorry.”
“I don’t forgive you.”
“Then why…why did you come to talk?”
“I just wanted to tell you there’s no way I’ll forgive you, did you think I would? I’m not that kind. And do you think you deserve forgiveness? Aren’t you ashamed after all you’ve done? Use your brain and think about it. So, disappear from my life already. You won’t even get a ‘it’s okay’ from me.”
I said before standing up from the table, and as I expected, he grabbed my wrist.
The person next door immediately yanked his hand away.
“That’s enough, if it were me, I’d be sick of it by now, damn.”
“…” He didn’t respond and sat down quietly, he truly felt guilty and remorseful, as I could sense, but what about the feelings that were shattered within me? Why should I forgive and act like everything is fine with someone so cruel?
Because I’m not that kind of person.
After thinking all month about what to do when I meet him, I finally realized I couldn’t genuinely forgive him. I would tell him all my feelings, all the deep-seated pain would be vented out.
I have no reason to be kind to him, not even a bit, after everything he’s done. It was too cruel for someone who was loyal in love.
And on this day, that person lost faith in love.
As I was about to leave, I got a call from Ter. I answered immediately.
“What’s up?”
(I was worried, how did it go? Did you talk?)
“Not really talking. I cursed him out.”
(Cursed him out?)
“Yeah.”
(Oh, and no issues, right? If North knew, he’d definitely say you did well.)
“Is that so? No issues, I’m about to head back.”
(Did you curse him hard?)
“I don’t know, but it was a lot of pent-up resentment, I vented out as much as I could at that moment. Honestly, I had a lot more in mind, but that was enough.”
(Oh, are you okay, Dao?)
“Yeah, I’m okay, it felt liberating to say it out loud, like I got some revenge.” (Hmm, good then, congratulations, tell the group too, those two are waiting to hear.)
“Yeah, okay, I’ll drive first.”
(Drive safely.)
“Uh-huh.”
…
Arthit
“That was harsh, really harsh, damn.” Khram, who was sitting next to me, held his head and muttered, referring to what the kid next door had just said. He didn’t use any vulgar words, spoke calmly, but his gaze was so disdainful as if Khram was trash, “How could I forget that he doesn’t love me anymore? Dao isn’t kind to begin with, especially to someone who wronged him.”
“Don’t you have any friends to hang out with?”
“Yeah. They all tricked me. Back then, I was afraid of not having friends, that group was cool, I wanted to belong, so I did everything they said, but in the end, I was still the dog.”
“Really pitiful.” I said, letting out a small sigh in disgust. Now, the kid next door has left the cafe. It was time for me to head back too.
“Hey, Arthit, join me for some drinks.”
“Damn. No thanks.”
“Are you studying for an exam? I heard you were reading, are you done?”
“Yeah, I’m done.”
“Great.”
“…”
“I’ll treat you to some foreign liquor.”
“Do you think you can buy me with foreign liquor?” Yeah, right, you can.
I watched Khram, sitting on the small couch next to me, continuously drinking.
But honestly, I think you deserved it.
He’s such a bastard; if it were me, I’d have beaten him to death. Cheating, I don’t know how it hurts because I’ve never had a lover, I just know it’s shitty, but stealing money and work, that’s unacceptable. Money is damn important, man.
“Hic…sob”
Wow, he’s crying now.
“Honestly, man, hic, I was prepared to be scolded, but seeing that look in his eyes, it just hammered home that he doesn’t love me anymore. And I deserve it, when I think about it, I really don’t deserve forgiveness. That’s it. All I can do is keep feeling guilty.”
“…” I didn’t know what to say to him, so I let him go on with his drunken ramblings. I continued with my drink. I planned to sleep a lot after the exams, but here I am, drinking instead. Might as well drink for free to celebrate a bit.
“Have you ever had a partner?”
“Never, why?”
“Yeah. Not surprised.”
“Damn it.”
“Yeah, I’ll be leaving soon.” He suddenly said, setting down the bottle of liquor without even pouring it into a glass, letting it break right there, “I’m not staying in Thailand permanently, I’m going to work elsewhere, just stopping by.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think him cursing me out will make him feel better?”
“I don’t know, probably. Otherwise, he would have kept cursing.”
“Yeah, that’s good then, at least some of his anger got released.”
“Damn.”
“How’s Dao doing here?”
“How would I know?”
“You guys aren’t close?”
“Close as friends.”
“Well. I thought you liked Dao or something since you agreed to help.”
“Spit, what are you thinking, we just have an agreement.”
“Sigh, I’ve probably become the bastard who made him lose faith in love, before…” And then he started to ramble about how good the blue-haired kid was, but I wasn’t really listening, intentionally tuning out because I didn’t care. This bastard was drunk and just blabbering.
I drank until I was satisfied and decided to head back, not too drunk since I had to drive. I looked at the person passed out on the sofa with a bit of pity. Am I supposed to carry him back? No way, I’ll just leave him to sleep it off like this. “…You, leaving already?” He half-opened his eyes and asked when he saw me standing up.
“Yeah.”
“I’ll go back too.” He said, struggling to get up and slowly walking out of the place. I let him go his own way, not paying much attention, until I got to my car, “Yeah, I was going to say…your car looks nice.”
“Yeah.”
“I need to pee.”
“Hey!!” I exclaimed in shock when suddenly this bastard unzipped his pants and peed on my car tire. That’s too much, you bastard! Out of anger, I immediately went to punch him after he zipped up, “You bastard! That’s disgusting!” I cursed in irritation.
He staggered backward, almost falling because of the alcohol, and with my anger still not subsiding, I hit him until he fell and then stomped on him some more.
“Ouch! Ahh, Arthit, that’s enough, I’m sorry! Damn!”
“You’re too bold, you bastard, was there no other place to pee?”
“Ugh, sob, it hurts, hurts, I bought you drinks!”
“You bought me drinks for me to listen to your bullshit, not to pee on my car tire, you’re really a dog!” I said, annoyed, and kicked him in the stomach until he curled up.
“Ugh!”
“You bastard, I’ll pee on you next.”
“Calm down, don’t go that far, ouch! It hurts, it’s sobering me up.” “Damn bastard, damn.” I yelled in irritation, stomping on him until he was thoroughly beaten, but still, I wasn’t satisfied. What kind of drunk pees on someone else’s car tire? This bastard made me not want to drive at all, damn that face, even a dog peeing on me wouldn’t make me this annoyed.
“Ouch! Just wanted to pee, ouch, it hurts.”
“Damn, just like your dad, huh!!” I stomped on him again, leaving him to groan on the ground. Damn, this bastard really ruined my mood. I decided to call Direk. Not long after, he picked up and started complaining as usual, “Direk, send someone to change the tire, some drunk peed on it.”
(Damn, what’s this?)
“It’s urgent.”
(And who’s that screaming? Sounds terrible.)
“That drunk, I’m beating him up.”
(Calm down, but yeah, beat him a bit, damn, you can’t just pee on others’ cars, can you?) Direk said while chuckling a little. I let out a sigh of frustration,
(Yeah, yeah, I’ll send someone to change the tire for you.)
“Yeah, I really can’t drive, it smells like piss.”
(Yeah, yeah, which restaurant?)
“The Hip.”
(Okay)
And then Direk hung up. The only thing I had to do was wait for someone to come and change the car. Damn it, I wanted to beat him so badly his guts would spill.
While standing there waiting, I thought of something. Might as well, let’s take a picture to show the blue-haired kid that his ex, who he cursed out, got beaten up by me because initially, he told me to hit him.
Even though I hadn’t planned it.
But yeah, I hit him, and I kicked him hard too.
I quickly took the picture and immediately walked away from there, because I was disgusted by that bastard.
☀︎: *Sending image
☀︎: Beat him up already.
☀︎: That’s it for that bastard.
SS:
SS: Yeah, thanks.
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