thɘ remodelɘr (k.th + j.jk) ✓

quattuordecim

if my thoughts are correct-

aren't you too old for breathing?

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dying young and 

i'm playing hard,

that's the way my father

made his life an art."

lana del rey +++ ride

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remodeler's POV

right now i'm heading over to mrs. adversia's mansion to discuss my remodeling ideas for her kitchen in person. she'll give me a schedule to get it done by. and of course i'll get it done perfectly.

i'm not one for sub-par. 

(N0T SuB __pAR*)

my hand is on the wheel and i'm driving and going the speed limit and i'm in the perfect center of the road line. my wheels never go out of line, always a precise distance away from each painted road line. 

my breathing is as steady as ever.

but fuck if i could say i'm thinking clearly. 

i left jungkook alone. in my house.

on my bed. 

but i had to.

after sleeping for two hours, i received a very late email from adversia urging me to come over the next morning. she needs her kitchen done by some upcoming party in a few weeks. she wants me to speed up the project.

so i agreed. i have outstanding reviews because i respond to clients and deliver good results right away. i'm prompt and give people my full attention...which makes their entitlement grow larger. it's simply their game of strategy. an unfair match of wealth, power, and expectation.

i play into it.

everyone loves attention. false interest and strong attentiveness are key deceptors in any process. people are selfish.

HAHAHAHAH! PEOPLE ARE SO SELFISH!

for a moment i'm almost too far into the left side of my lane. 

"fuck."

i fix the horrible possibility of error i almost made before it happens. the cars around me pass in silence.

i left jungkook at home. i left jungk-

of course i locked my bedroom door. turned my alarm system on. he won't be able to get out the windows. i left him a note in case he wakes up before 9 AM, when i'm set to return. it's a quick threat, nothing too in depth.