[ considering how he spends his nights, few could fault him for wanting to keep his days private.
it's more than a half an hour before dal gets another text from jun. just a quick message that says '2 mins'. he might have been off by a minute or two, but it's not too long after the text that a cab pulls up in front of the drug store. jun rolls down the back window then plasters a bright smile on his face as he awaits his new friend.
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it's more than a half an hour before dal gets another text from jun. just a quick message that says '2 mins'. he might have been off by a minute or two, but it's not too long after the text that a cab pulls up in front of the drug store. jun rolls down the back window then plasters a bright smile on his face as he awaits his new friend.
are they friends? hm ]