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Yep. A cast wasn't going to stop him from grabbing groceries. It also wasn't going to stop him from wearing a hoodie.

Eventually, after minutes of remaining idle, Bang drank water before putting his cup at the sink. He didn't intend on staying outside too long. Not only was there no reason for him to, but he also decided that staying in his house would be more exciting than getting himself into another accident with a cast on.

Shrugging his free shoulder, he put on his running shoes with his dark blue hoodie. It was different from the one he wore the previous night- the one he wore now had the words "Can't Be Hurt" ironically plastered on his back, with some kind of emblem he didn't think about too deeply when he bought it. If he did take a longer look at it, he'd probably have returned it.

Opening his entrance door, Bang was greeted with his peaceful neighborhood. Everything was familiar, from the neighboring houses, and a distant apartment covered partially by a short wall. There was also this girl, who-

-was everything but familiar.

Blinking, Bang stared at the girl, taking a moment to register who she was.

If he remembered correctly, she was the girl who let him indirectly confirm that he didn't die instantly from the explosion.

He remained still for a few seconds before he suddenly turned back, leaving the door open as he went to his work room. He quickly returned with a phone.

No, it wasn't the one that blew up the previous night. It was his childhood friend's brother's smartphone. She [i]said[/i] her brother allowed Bang to use it for a day or two, but considering her aggressive nature, something convinced him that the poor boy had no choice in the matter. Unfortunately, he knew very little of how to operate a smartphone, yet he had no other phone at the moment. He'd purchase a phone eventually.

Without explaining any of the above to the girl in front of him, however, Bang promptly made a small bow to her as he stood by the opened door again. [color=82ca9d]"Hello,"[/color] he said simply as he decided to explain himself. [color=82ca9d]"I was on my way to buy groceries."[/color]

He didn't know who this girl was, but seeing how she stood in front of his house, she undoubtedly had either followed him or just had a tendency to stand in front of doors. He believed the former.

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