Chapter 9: Provigil
I tried my best to hold my heavy breathing when I got home but It ended up not being that easy to achieve.
"Are you crazy? You've been outside the whole day and you come back panting and exhausted. Where were you?" My mum opens the house door for me, furrowing her eyebrows and raising her voice.
"I was at the BTS-coffee" I state. My mum already knows about the project and the intentions held. So hearing this, she sighs in heavy disappointment.
"Roci are you even getting good results in return? You look like you got into trouble" she stats making me mentally roll my eyes because, in fact, she is right.
"Whatever" I simply stat with a mean tone.
It's crazy to think that I look like this because I wanted to apologize to a robot. I internally sigh.
"Aren't you gonna say anything to her?" My mum turns to my dad who is focused on his phone.
"Oh- uhm- Stop arriving late Roci" My dad spats almost clueless about the situation sorrounding him, eliciting a groan from mum before she storms out of the room and so do I, making my way to the stairs in order to reach my bedroom.
Almost as if matter of urgency, I dial Clara's and Aisha's number on the group chat, the call being picked up almost immediatly.
"Hi?"
"I entered Bighit's building through windows. Got to see Jimin to apologize. Had to go through a different way due almost being discovered and-"
"WOAAAAAH" They both stop me in unison.
"Don't think we will let you ignore the details. Tell us EVERYTHING" Clara emphasizes the last word raising her voice.
"Well It was all thanks to V-"
"Wasn't he the rude one?" Aisha questions surprised.
"My baby isn't rude" Clara's pout doesn't need o be visible to know It's there.
"Yeah. He helped me but just in order I tell Jimin everything. Like; Everything, the whole truth" I sighed and they groaned.
"How did that turn out?" Aisha asks and I frown my eyebrows, thinking.
"I have no idea, he told me he had to think." I stated, eliciting a sigh of disappointment from both of them. "Well anyways I'm gonna start from the beginning." I clapped leaving the phone on my bed with the loud speaker on.
I told them everything and every little detail, earning every type of reaction. Specially when I told them about spotting J-hope in the bedroom instead of V and also when I had to go to a different room in order to not be seen.
"Anyways, guys... Remember when I told you there was a huge ass screen in the room in front of me before I left?" I furrow my eyebrows, searching for the photos in my gallery.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Clara asks.
"I took pictures... here" I say, sending them to the chat.
They both stay silent for like 3 seconds before exploding into a mess of questions.
"What is this? P-Provi-"
"Provigil" I read the small words that were located aside from the -technologically advanced- digital features of the bodys and faces from the 7 boys that serve on the coffee shop.
"A dose per week?" Clara continues reading while I pay attention.
"I don't know what's that I'm going to look it up" Aisha says uneasy before staying silent for like a whole minute while we wait for her.
" It belongs to a class of medications called wake-stimulating agents. It works by modifying the amounts of certain natural substances in the area of the brain that controls sleep and wakefulness." Aisha reads carefully shocking all of us.
"What the- Why would Robots even need that?" Clara asks dunbfounded making me furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
'They think they are robots!' The voice of the old man rings inside my head giving me a headache.
"Anyways, Roci did you hear about the party being hel on saturday?" Aisha asks excited.
"Ah- Yes I did but I don't really know anything about it" I admit, I indeed had seen one or two posts on instagram about it.
"Well we are you going " Aisha demands and I chuckle.
"Okay" I agreed and continued to exchange some few more words before ending the phone call.
I landed on my bed dumbfounded, legs and arms spreaded and my gaze totally stuck to the ceiling.
Too much had happened in just one day and the curiosity surrounding Bighit, It's robots, and Jimin was killing me.
I wanted to know more, I wanted to understand more, and it wasn't because of the project anymore. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep, specially with the headache I got due to overthinking.
Were they going to try that on Jimin?
Or were they already doing so?
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