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for~ yokunaru
Jan. 8th, 2017 10:43 pmJJ - from time to time - made very poor decisions. He wouldn't admit it, but it was due to in part to his age. Still a teenager by all technicalities, and immature for his age, these choices typically were quite harmless. This was a time where they were not. JJ barely remembered what happened halfway through the night. He had one shot, two shot, three shot, four... shots. That's when he stopped remembering things. He was a young person, enjoying a trip abroad, and making terrible decisions.
Indeed, not every decision made at happy hour was a good one.
None of them seemed to be this time.
When he woke up with a pounding headache, he was somewhere unfamiliar. A hotel it looked like. He moved about the room for his belongings. He gathered up his clothes, got dressed, and looked around for his phone. It was getting close to dead. He didn't know where he was exactly.
He didn't want to ask for help, either. He was above that.
But - since he had offered - he opted to text someone who he knew would help him - Yuuri Katsuki. He shared minimal details.
Strange hotel. You offered help. Don't say a thing.
Indeed, not every decision made at happy hour was a good one.
None of them seemed to be this time.
When he woke up with a pounding headache, he was somewhere unfamiliar. A hotel it looked like. He moved about the room for his belongings. He gathered up his clothes, got dressed, and looked around for his phone. It was getting close to dead. He didn't know where he was exactly.
He didn't want to ask for help, either. He was above that.
But - since he had offered - he opted to text someone who he knew would help him - Yuuri Katsuki. He shared minimal details.
Strange hotel. You offered help. Don't say a thing.
