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I wake up slowly, appreciating my current comfort level. Then I begin to panic as I realise I've never been this comfy. Something must be wrong. My faintly sore head is still making me sleepy when I open my eyes scanning the room before I'm sitting up completely confused with where the hell I am. All I can see is that I'm in a small bedroom with only a bed, a window and a door.
I crawl out of the bed approaching the window to see where I am and quickly remember that asshole's friend I had the displeasure of meeting yesterday. I check which floor we're on because if that dumb blond was stupid enough to leave me in a room alone, surely he would make sure I can't escape. Seeing that we're at least three floors up I think for a second continuing to look down and find myself still considering it. I look across at the door and back to the window a few times wondering if this really is possible. It'll probably hurt like hell, but at least I'll be free.
"Can you please stop trying to run? Even if you could get down there, the window is locked. Now come out here and maybe we can talk about that fun you mentioned earlier."
My head shoots to the door upon hearing the blond's voice out of nowhere. How can he see me? I scan the room looking for a camera or some hidden hole but the room is incredibly bare.
"I have cameras everywhere. Now come here."
Answering my question yet making me even more confused, I sigh reluctantly opening the door to see him lounging on the sofa with a laptop showing the surveillance around his apartment. He looks over to me patting the seat beside him. I sit down as far as possible making a point to cross my legs and relax back. He rolls his eyes at me closing the laptop as he turns to face me.
"You have some serious trust issues." He chuckles.
"Well maybe if every person I met stopped kidnapping me, I wouldn't." I shrug.
"This is not kidnapping. You aren't tied up, you're actually being treated quite fairly I think."
"You chloroformed me!" I say raising my voice.
"You wouldn't listen when I was being polite. I told you I have little patience, so really it's your own fault."
"You suck." I huff crossing my arms over my chest.
"I suck?" He laughs. "Well if we're being honest, I can't tell if it's your flirting that got you out or the fact that you're so goddamn annoying he just let you go."
"Excuse me?" I scoff.
"You heard me. You're a good actress and it's a pain in the ass, especially for our Jungkookie. He just can't resist."
"What are you talking about?"
"The games you played with him to escape. You really messed with his head. So much so, I think he developed a little crush." He laughs indicating the little with his fingers.
