Afternoon.
Junsu was so mean in my dream. Apart from the fact that his english is atrociously ridiculous, of course. Anyway, I meet Girl's Generation too. Because I happened to be.. an assistant. Of some kind that works with them. Yet, I can't speak their language. Hm. I suppose that doesn't matter. Anyway, Eunhyuk appeared too. He was the MC for the outdoor interview.. In some random country. I don't know where I was. Moving on. He was REALLY fierce and serious in the dream. And his interview questions were tough to answer. Gee. Even Seohyun(my role model) stuttered. MEAN HYUKKIE! Then, we.. we separated to this hotel to change out and prepare to leave.
Oh. There was this SMtown performance earlier. So everyone was there. Seriously. Maybe except for BoA, Kangta and some others. The whole hotel was flooded with people. Including staff and other tourists. Then, there was me. Looking for my friends and wandering around lost. Because we had different groups, our bags were put in different places. Did I mention that the hotel is incredibly huge too? I couldn't find anyone in my group. I mean, I saw Yoochun, Sunny, Taeyeon and such, but they weren't my group! I am just very lost. The changing rooms were all full and packed, I couldn't find my clothes.
So, with me and my only companion, a small towel, I wandered somewhere. And saw hope, cause that person was in my group. And he was still there, which means that my group hasn't left yet. Junsu. He was sitting like some.. Eh, unglamly with his legs up, playing with his phone. I called him like hundred times before he actually realised someone was calling him. That dork. I don't know if he recognises me or not, since I was staff, but he was mean. Maybe cause I disturbed him from his game? Who cares man. It's just a game! I asked him like another hundred times before he understood that I was asking where our bags were. He brought me to this changing room place and I almost wanted to smack him, if he wasn't Junsu, or if I didn't want his help. Why would my bag be in the male changing rooms?! That dork. So he brought me somewhere else, which was the lobby. I think he was crazy. If anyone were to see the way he dressed and I dressed.. Anyway, no one goes to the lobby dressed like us. Apparently, he doesn't care. We asked this security guard and he said there're no more bags around. He told me to search the dustbins. Wth. I totally cried on the spot. My bag in the dustbin? No way. Then, Junsu grabbed me to his changing room and threw me his shirt or jacket, I can't rem which. Mean. Yet kinda nice. Hmm.. Why did I say he was mean again? I forgot. Because he seemed quite nice actually.. Hah.
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