Ever since Sojung had been returning from America, she had a mantra. And she clung to it like a priest. “Do refrain from parties.” Parties were bad. Parties meant she’d end up being drunk and maybe high and maybe she would wake up beside someone she wouldn’t know. And it was actually all fine and fun, while she’d still been in America. This kind of escalations had been okay as long as she had been sure that her brother wouldn’t notice anything. And that was, why she clung to her mantra ever since she stepped out of the airplane. Sojung couldn’t bear the thought of her brother’s disappointment about her horrible behavior, about the way she’d represent him and their family in such a selfish way. Only considering her amusement instead of the reputation their name held.
But with every new invitation, she felt herself crumble inside. There weren’t many excuses left, to deny her attendance. And truly, her friends got sick of her long-term excuse of being busy with exam preparations. Sojung felt her insides itch horribly. She wanted to tag along, wanted to get drunk, get high and wake up in a stranger’s bed. Sojung wanted to be part of that horrible mess again.
But she knew, she wouldn’t be able to handle it all on her own. There was one person, she needed more than anyone else to accompany her to that party. Someone she hadn’t seen in ages, but knew, would be to her rescue on request. And so she pulled out her phone and scrolled through the seemingly endless number of contacts until she reached the only number she knew by heart, just to type in a quick text, too afraid she could sound everything but excited upon calling her.
[text to himderes] “Do you still own that short black dress, and those gorgeous Louboutin heels with the chains? Cause I’d know an occasion you could wear them to.”
