Before I start with the chapter, I just wanna say that the tags I added to the story are a click bait..I haven't really thought who the main character is gonna be because I really am OT7.. Choosing one is like asking me if I want either pancakes or waffles for breakfast...very difficult.. So I have no idea who the "unknown" is..

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*unknown*: Good evening, I got your contact from my manager. Since we're traveling in December, we need a stylist.. I was told you're the best. Please confirm if you're free two months from now. Thank you.

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The way you laughed when you received this text.. the sound was somewhere between a horn and walruses having sex.. now you haven't heard how walruses sound when they have sex but you know it's not pleasant..

When someone lists the qualities about you, your laugh is definitely not one of them, it's one of those laughs that makes other people either bang their heads on the wall or laugh with you. 

Your laugh has been made fun of PLENTY of times. But does that stop you from bellowing like a lunatic? HELL NAWWW..

There was a time you used to conceal your laugh so that you didn't become the "joke" but in the process of learning to love yourself (ugh the things BTS did to you) you have started embracing all aspects of yourself and what makes you "YOU".

Anyway, you could've easily ignored the text but the "stupid" in you resurfaced.. you started typing....

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y/n: I had three choices; 1) I could've simply ignored this text. 2) I could tell you this is a wrong number. 3) I could do it my way, also known as the douchebag way..

y/n: going with number 3, all I do all day is change from one pair of pyjamas to another.. currently I'm wearing a minion pyjama along with an extra large t shirt which has Mickey Mouse on it.. I have tied the sleeves of my jacket on my head...I laughed like a lunatic when you mistook me for someone who could be a stylist.. I have THE WORST fashion sense and i'm not even exaggerating.. 

y/n: sorry for being so dramatic😛💀

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This person is TOTALLY gonna judge you...

But without giving it a second thought we went to bed.. it was just 15:30 but it felt like you had built a house from scratch.. you were THAT tired..

You could have lunch later.. you won't die.. your mum might kill you though...

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bubye

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