"How was the interview?" Mom asks me, while we're all sitting at the table.

A few days after I sent my CV to the Subway close to our place, I got a call back and I had an interview.

I got the job.

They close at like three or four in the morning so they need a lot of staff.

And I have nothing better to do.

Part of me wanted to wait to see if I don't have another better offer, but if I said no and didn't get any call back, I would have hated myself, so I agreed.

"It went well, I got the job," I reply, smiling at her.

"That's great honey!" she says, with a huge grin and my father congratulates me too.

My brother just laughs at me.

I glare at him. Turd.

"When do you start?" Dad asks.

"In two days," I reply.

"I'll come by before I leave for work," my mother tells me all excited.

Oh yeah, that's the last thing I need.

"Please don't. I don't need an audience," I whine.

"Come on, honey, this is huge," she replies.

"You can drop by when I'm done with my training and I actually know what I'm doing and I'm not stressing anymore, okay?" I offer her, like while pain-laughing.

She smiles back. "Fine."

The Subway is like a few minutes walk away from home, so that's nice. I won't have to plan my trip every day. I can just take the five-minute walk.

I think it's one of the main reasons why I agreed to take this job. Even if I get a call back from one of the shops at the Eaton Center, I don't actually want to take the tram every day to get to work and then potentially take the subway too, depending at which level the shop is at.

The Eaton Center is too big.

Everyone talks about banalities around the table.

After we're done Miller and I clean up, while Dad goes to see grandma. She's actually in the same apartment block, just three floors under ours. That's why we moved here.

I haven't been seeing her as much as I should. She's just always so sad when I go over, always telling stories about grandpa while acting like everything is alright even though I see the tears in her eyes.

I don't like it, I don't know what to do or say to make things alright, so I don't go as often as I should.

I'm a bad grandchild. I accept that fact.

"Shot gun the TV after this, I'm at the last season of Agents of Shield," Miller say.

I glare at him. With Disney+ we've been catching up on Marvel series and movies we might not have been able to watch. And apparently this traitor watched some without me.

"Wait? You've watched two seasons without me?"

"Yeah, Coulson dies," Miller says with a smug look.

"OHMYGOD! You motherfucker!" I yell and kick him.

"MOM! NAREE HIT ME!" Miller shouts.

"MOM! MILLER IS BEING A BITCH BABY!" I shout back.

"MOM! NAREE CALLED ME A BITCH!" Miller yells.

"MOM! MILLER'S THE ONE WHO ATE YOUR LAST ROLO!" I replied.

"MOM!" my brother just shouts.

There is no answer from our mother.

"Mom?" I ask, frowning.

"Mom?" Miller copies me.

I stick my tongue out at him. "She doesn't love you."

"No, she doesn't love you."

I roll my eyes. "Fine, she doesn't love us!"

"MOM!"

"MOM!"

"MOOOOOOOOOM!"

Our mother finally walks back in the kitchen, not impressed with us. "What? What? What?"

"Naree keeps whining," Miller says, pointing at me accusingly.

"Miller is being mean!" I reply, pointing at him too.

"Stop arguing just to get out of doing the dishes," she just replies and goes back to the living room.

"I win," Miller says with a smug grin.

"How do you win?"

"Because I'm getting the TV and you're not."

I roll my eyes at him yet again. "Fine, whatever, I'll just go in my room."

"Loser."

"Turd."

We finish cleaning up while insulting and shoving each other.

After that, on my way to my room, I see Mom sitting on the recliner reading a book about plants.

I kinda feel bad for Mom sometimes. We had a nice garden back in Yaoundé. We had a nice big house. Now, here we live in a condominium in the middle of the city with no garden. There's a rooftop but not much she can go plant there. We do have a balcony and she's put some plants and the house is also filled with house plants, but it's not the same.

I wonder if she misses our old life. We came back for Dad's mom, not because we had a bad life in Cameroon.

I wonder if she misses it.

I don't know if I do.

I do miss having a bigger room. I miss the sunsets. The colors were warmer there somehow. I miss the architecture. I miss my friends a little too, but not that much. I miss knowing what I'm supposed to do.

There have been too many changes in my life in the last six months.

I finished school and I moved back to Canada. I barely had time to process either of these changes.

I don't particularly like changes.

I enjoy a routine. I enjoy knowing what I'm supposed to do.

I'm feeling a little empty.

Lately, the only time I don't exactly feel that way is when I listen to Nine Knots songs.

It's a very strange realisation.

Once I'm in my room, I look at my computer and open Netflix.

Am I doing this? Am I really doing this?

I click on Seven Wonders.

That's the name of the TV show that made Nine Knots. It's a shit name really, one of the many reasons why I never actually watched it. The band was ultimately supposed to be called that apparently. They were supposed to be seven after all.

Anyway, I sit at my desk and start the show.

The montage makes everything feel very dramatic. They explain the concept and present the judges and you kinda see the complex where everyone is going to be staying. They start off with sixty-three contestants. It's absolutely ridiculous. That's waaaaay too many people.

They have what the call team leaders. There are nine of them. Luan is one. I assume this is how he was made the leader of Nine Knots.

They start introducing the contestants, and giving little stories about each of them.

I see familiar faces from the band here and there.

Finally, I see Jae-sang amongst all the contestant. It was six years ago. He looks like a child because he freaking was one. He looks so tiny!

He's adorable. And really talented. The other contestants are talking about him. He's in the top competition apparently.

He doesn't seem too stressed though.

Already I'm seeing that I'm pretty sure the nine guys from Nine Knots are the ones I would have liked best. They kinda stand out.

It's time for them to split up in teams for their elimination. They have one week to prepare a show. They split into seven teams of nine.

So, Luan is one of the team leaders and he's the fourth one who gets to pick who he'll get in his team.

The first test is going to be really based on their dancing abilities, so that's what the leaders have to look out for.

All the contestants have to do the same dance routine, one by one.

When it's Jae-sang's turn, he does everything perfectly, except for one move. It's wrong. He does a move that's not in the choreography he should have done.

Everyone is whispering behind his back.

I swear to god, I see Luan smiling though. I'm sure of it.

The first three guys don't pick Jae. And then Luan does.

I assume this is the moment their group starts to form.

Aleksey is Luan's second choice. He was kind of quiet so no one seemed to have noticed him. He ends up being like the most talented of them all. He gets all the praise from the judges.

It really starts with Luan, Jae-sang and Aleksey. They're roommates and they always hang out together, and then they start hanging out with the other guys too.

It's the nine of them together for the first evaluation and you can see how well they match together already.

No one gets eliminated in their group.

They all stick together.

I think I would have liked them the most out of everyone even if I hadn't known about Nine Knots. They're funny.

The show is not only about the competition, it's also about their daily activities and to help with their English the nine boys have come up with their own fake Cards Against Humanity.

They keep playing it and adding more cards and giggling together for no reason.

One guy gets really annoyed with them because of that.

His name is Dominic and I fucking hate his guts.

Anytime I see him on screen I want to punch him.

He's got a superior air even though Jae and Aleksey are better than him at everything.

Dominic is one of the leaders though, so he's got more power.

And I haaaaate him.

I wonder if it's just because of the show, and the way it was edited or he's really an asshole.

I get annoyed to a point where I need to know what the guys thought about him.

I want to write to Dot but it's like three in the morning and I know she has class tomorrow.

I try my luck with Tenth Knot

Do I want to talk about it? Maybe, but I shouldn't with her. It would be kind of weird if I started to vent to this stranger, wouldn't it?

Sure, she's fun and she doesn't seem to mind my messages, but for all I know she sighs every time I reply.

I smile at my phone and start the next episode.

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