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@rmseokwoo-blog
ALL THE TEXTS
Send âââ for a MORNING text.
[ lil bro dae ] im not going out tonight man[ lil bro dae ]its sunday[ lil bro dae ]its godâs day u prick
Send âââ for a text that WASNâT SENT.
[ lil bro dae ]can you tell dad not to show up here next time
Send âââ for a RUSHED text.
[ lil bro dae ]i[ lil bro dae ]im[ lil bro dae ]late fkc
Send âââ for a DRUNK text.
[ lil bro dae ] i think   someone took my thmubs [ lil bro dae ]i cant findmy thumbs[ lil bro dae ]? hello?
Send âĂžâ for a LATE NIGHT text.
[ lil bro dae ] u trippin or what this late? [ lil bro dae ]why are you calling[ lil bro dae ] go to bed
Send âââ for a HATEFUL text.
[ lil bro dae ]clean yourself up man[ lil bro dae ]no ones gonna do it for u[ lil bro dae ] sure as hell wont be me
Send â#â for a RANDOM text.
[ lil bro dae ] oi[ lil bro dae ] get some drinks with me after class
Send â@â for a SCARED text.
( past: highschool, fourteen )
[ lil bro dae ]fuck where are u[ lil bro dae ]ive been calling for the past fuckin hour[ lil bro dae ]somethings wrong dae[ lil bro dae ]somethings wrong with me [ lil bro dae ]please
Send â&â for a LOVING text.
[ lil bro dae ] ok ok[ lil bro dae ] yeah[ lil bro dae ] youâre cute[ lil bro dae ] ă
Send â%â for a CURIOUS text.
[ lil bro dae ] havent seen you for a good week[ lil bro dae ] u alright?
Send âăâ for an EXCITED text.
[ lil bro dae ] ACED MY EXAMS BRO[ lil bro dae ]im nutty af [ lil bro dae ]drinks on me
Send â$â for an ACCIDENTAL text.
[ lil bro dae ] hey babe
( 2 minutes later )[ lil bro dae ] wrong babe
Send âââ for a HEARTBREAKING text.
[ lil bro dae ]why the fuck is he trying to act like a father now[ lil bro dae ]im not going dae[ lil bro dae ]im tired man
t: dusk tilâ dawn
@rmryuwonâ
sitting right under the AC vent is solacing, cooling against his damp skin after a hot shower. his frustration from the three consecutive losses of pick-up ball in the early afternoon simmer quietly in the back of his mind now. the boy sits beside his roommate in quiet company, tangled in disheveled bed sheets, clad in shorts and a t-shirt that probably hasnât been washed for a solid week or so.
he bypasses an impending laugh after watching a video of a cat doing very cat-like things, opts for the shift in atmosphere when he hears the subdued rumbling of thunder. his dorm room, bathed in the glow of a cloudy day, is strangely pacifying; rain a gentle pit-a-pat against the window screen. he remembers then, of a girl (big eyes, sweet smile, and lulling voice), heâd dropped off at her dorm building on a rainy day like this, and in consequence, a dilemma.
âoi,â he looks up, stretches out an arm to nudge ryuwon, a gentle pinch to his tricep for extra measure, âlook at this.â
he pulls up the picture sheâd sent him three days ago, her messages left on read since then. Itâs a cute selfie. it looks like sheâs on her tip-toes, bright smile dimmed next to the girl that stands beside her. her sister.
âthis sounds shitty, but uh,â he snorts out a cheeky laugh before zooming into the girlâs face, lightly tapping a thumb to her dimpled cheek, âthink i went for the wrong sister.â
t: introductions
there are earbuds shoved loosely in his ears, and the content, despite what the general public might think, is not music. third year classes have him wound up so tight, heâs barely got time to study let alone review shitty notes, so his phone plays a constant loop of his voice; pre-recorded textbook terms and definitions. heâs half there, intermittent static buzzing in his ears now and again. the boy pauses in his dull, zombie-like funk, when he feels an odd stickiness at the sole of his shoe. squints in vexation then, and yeah, would you look at that â thereâs gum stuck on the bottom. fucking hell.
it starts here, the dismal onset of a bad day.
he thinks he sees it coming, wired and hungry, a tightness in the back of his neck when he looks down at his options in the vending machine. he goes for his regular, a habitual slip of a coin and press of a button. drops his eyes to his phone, a lazy scroll through messages before heâs looking back up, andâ âah.â itâs stuck. okay. this is fine. he can work with this. a quick glance down the hallway confirms heâs alone before he lifts his foot for a shameless, rough kick to the base of the machine. once, twice. nothing. third timeâs a charm? nope.
itâs late, heâs starving, itâs been a long, long day, and heâs usually not one for such extremes measures but, âfuck it,â he dips into a squat, locked jaw, pursed lips, before shoving his arm straight up into the machine. itâs a bit of a twist, heâs not exactly sure how he gets there, but heâs got long arms and fingers. he breaks out into a smile; a genuine, unadulterated smile when the bag of chips settles into the palm of his hand like itâs made to be there. holy shit. he tugs. and this is where it comes full circle. his smile plummets, along with his blood. cadaverous shock, right down to the tips of his fingers.
heâs stuck.
âoh. oh no.â
saturday, 8 p.m, kim seokwoo, age 23, immaculate poster boy: squatting deeper than your girl on a weekend night, metal arm wrenched into a vending machine.
an amalgamation of unfortunate (sticky) events.
â â oh my fucking god.â
o helo. kim seokwoo (at ur service) facts and plots under the cut đ