Call me, call me~
*Zhou Mi wasn't sure of what to make of it. It had only been half a day since he'd met Taegoon and gotten drunk all over him, and somehow... somehow he'd ended up with the three-month-older-guy's phone number. And yes, these details WERE important, thankyouverymuch.*
Ahh... *He groaned slightly; he'd woken up with a killer migraine, and had resigned himself to a day of lying in bed and mulling over life and its most recent events. Actually,he was just thinking about Taegoon and about the what-ifs of the situation. He couldn't get that grin out of his head. So, with another soft groan, he grabbed his cell from the nightstand and sent a small text to the man in question.*
Hey, are you as hungover as I am? I hope not.
Ahh... *He groaned slightly; he'd woken up with a killer migraine, and had resigned himself to a day of lying in bed and mulling over life and its most recent events. Actually,he was just thinking about Taegoon and about the what-ifs of the situation. He couldn't get that grin out of his head. So, with another soft groan, he grabbed his cell from the nightstand and sent a small text to the man in question.*
Hey, are you as hungover as I am? I hope not.