Dancing to the wrong number song
cloecox post a text on Tumblr :
Prompt list
1. "That's my phone"
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Last night was a blur to Jonathan. The only thing he remembered was he and his co-workers went to a bar after work. They complained about their current work like usual (with girlfriend problem mixed as well though Jonathan couldn't relate to the subject), got drunk and were sent safely home by the unfortunate man who was picked to be their driver. Last night was normal for Jonathan but he would curse himself the next day every time for drinking too much. Greeted with a threat by a loud stranger in a phone call at 9 o'clock wasn't pleasant for him or helping with his migraine.
-A/N-
17/1/2020
Not really a drabble but more of a summary for a fic I haven't even start. Apparently it has been left as it is since 2017. Instead of letting leaving it there forever, I decided to post here in case if anyone interested in picking this up.
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