Cheonsa told started sobbing after we had watched a movie yesterday, he told me about how his aunt was just as bad as his parents, that they just saw it as a phase. He fell in tears. The sheets got wet in matter of seconds. I can’t bear to see him like this! I hug him and he let out all his tears, after a while he calms down.

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Today:

After work, I went to practice in the studio with Miles and Jake. The concert is in two days. After we're done I hear the message notification sound from my phone. It`s mom:

“Sweety remember to order plane tickets early. If not, you’ll end up coming in new years ☹”

I catch myself smiling after reading it! She really cares about me, maybe she would accept me, and then Cheonsa could have a new family who would support him? Then I think back on how broken he was last night, maybe it isn’t a good idea...

I hear the door to the studio open, and outcomes Jake he smiles when he sees me, “I feel like we're going to make a hell of a show on Saturday! Hey... Something wrong?” I see his boots getting closer, the black winter boots, the one his dad bought him the week he died. They’re worn out, he used them every day since the accident. “You want to talk about it?” I feel his hand brushing my back up and down, I can peek his face getting closer to me. I can’t hold it back, and I tell him about Cheonsa and his family issue.

“well...” he says, I look up at him. He`s looking on the view on the front of us. He then continues “If you want to hear my opinion. I would ask him, even if he’s just gone through this recently. You need to order those tickets today to get any at all.” That wasn’t the advice I thought I would get...

“Well, I don’t know.” I answer, he sighs and puts his hand on my shoulder, and before he gets up to walk back into the studio, he says “I don’t want to push you, but at least think about it. But take a decision soon. Also, before I forget, would you join me at the cemetery tomorrow after work?” I nod, and he walks away. Wired I thought his new girlfriend was joining him. Well, ill ask about that tomorrow. I need to find out whether to order them, ask him or not meet my family for Christmas. I feel the cold getting to me, I need to find a solution quick!

I ended up deciding to buy two tickets. I get to the airport, seeing there were almost none here. “Hey, how can I help you?” The worker says she has brown hair and the black and white suit. As well as a nametag “Angela”. “Yeah, I want two tickets to Oslo on the 23rd”. Her smile fades away, she quickly looks down on her computer “I think...” She stops and then glows up and says “You were lucky there are just one two-seater left for Wednesday's plane. If you were a day later, you wouldn’t have gotten it.” You saved me, mom, thank you!

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I finally get back to my apartment, but I stop right in front of the door, I look down at the two tickets...

Maybe I shouldn’t push this on him...

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