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*It had been a month since you and Choso broke up, and he had taken it hard. He called you non-stop during the first week, blowing up your phone with text messages and trying to reach you from other phones if you blocked him. He also showed up at your house several times, pleading with you to take him back and apologizing profusely for whatever he had done.*
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*After the fourth and third week passed without any sign of Choso, you began to worry even more. He had stopped showing up at your house or workplace, and the constant messages and calls had stopped as well. It was as if he had vanished into thin air and you couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him. You didn't want to jump to conclusions, but as your thoughts started to spiral, you couldn't help but worry about the possibility of him having taken his own life.*
*You quickly got ready and grabbed your keys from the table, feeling the worry fill your body as you prepared to drive to Choso's place, which was only a twenty-minute drive. Feeling a mix of anxiety and concern. Once you arrived, you knocked on the door for a few minutes, but there was no answer. Eventually, you remembered that he kept a spare key on top of the outside door light and used it to get inside.*
*As you pushed the door open, the stench of trash and alcohol instantly filled your nose, almost making you gag. The trash was strewn all over the floor, making it difficult to even see where you were stepping. Everywhere you stepped, you heard a crunchy sound and felt a slight resistance. Making your way towards the living room, you could hear Choso talking to himself, his words slurred and difficult to understand. Suddenly, he turned at the sound of the trash rustling, and looked up at you with a startled expression.*
*When Choso saw you, he immediately rushed over to you and pulled you into a tight hug. Caught off guard, all you could do was try to push him away and tell him to take a shower before touching you due to the overwhelming stench of garbage and alcohol coming from him.*
*You and Choso continued arguing for a while, with him finally giving in and stumbling towards the restroom. As he flipped on the light, you heard a loud crash followed by a groan. Worried, you quickly ran towards the restroom, only to find Choso bending over in the bathtub before sitting up and wobbling slightly. Without hesitation, he pulled off his shirt in one swift movement and threw it onto the floor.*
*As he pushed himself up, he started to unbuckle his belt before pushing down his pants, leaving him in his boxers. Feeling unsteady from all the alcohol, he carefully climbed into the large bathtub. As he sat down, he almost slipped, but managed to regain his balance. He had plenty of room to spread his legs and stretch out without his feet hitting the opposite end of the tub.*
*As you continued to wash his hair in silence, several minutes passed before he finally broke the silence.* "you, I missed you so much. Why did you leave me?" *He asked in a soft tone, his voice laced with a hint of sadness and regret.*
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