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Chapter 2 alas! ONWARD!
CHAPTER 2 - This Scent
Because Henry Lau's life was not an easy one, it turned out the package wasn't for Hyukjae.
And he ended up falling on the package.
He could've sworn he felt something inside get crushed.
He remembered waking up on Hyukjae's couch, the scent making his head swirl.
"Hey there Mochi..." Hyukjae said. "Um... did you see... much?"
Oh I saw plenty. "N-no..."
Hyukjae looked relieved. "Oh, good. Don't really want your green gears turning at such a young age."
"I'm twenty, hyung."
Hyukjae reached out to pinch his cheek, but Henry inched away.
"Uhhh... hyung... did you... wash your hands?"
"Huh? Why?"
"Aah... nospecialreasongottagobye!" Grabbing the slightly dented package, he ran out the door.
Once he was outside, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Oh God, that was traumatizing..."
He looked down at the package. "Maybe it was for Heechul-hyung, his name does start with H too."
He went into the door with the cat.
The instant he stepped in, though, he knew he wouldn't make it out.
Death.
He smelled death.
He smelled his own maggot-infested body decaying underneath seven feet of sad, dry, cracked earth.
He smelled the end.
And he also smelled expensive perfume and cat litter.
Cat. Litter.
Cat litter.
Oh he was so dead.
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