The lights from the city skyscrapers illuminate into Grace and Jamie’s bedroom. Grace holds a bowl of popcorn in her lap while Jamie comes back to the bed in his pajamas, with snacks.
Grace: Do you think we have enough snacks?
Jamie: *looks around the bed* Is the three different types of chips not a good variety?
Grace laughs and grabs a handful of popcorn. Jamie smiles at the sight.
Jamie: How have you’ve been feeling? Are you okay?
Grace: If you’re asking me if I’m eating the way I’m supposed to be eating, then there’s nothing to worry about.
Jamie smiles and kisses Grace on the head.
Jamie: I’m glad to see you eating.
Grace shoves more snacks into her mouth as she looks at Jamie. He does the same.
Grace: I’m happy that we could do this. You know a fancy dinner isn’t my thing.
Jamie: I wish I could still take you out one last time.
Grace’s smiles faintly goes away. She looks out of the window; Jamie places his hand on her shoulder.
Jamie: Jagiya~
Grace quickly turns around towards Jamie. His name for her has become natural for her to hear Jamie call her by jagiya than her own name.
Jamie: I will take you out when I come visit.
Grace: Do you really think a long distance relationship is going to work?
Jamie was taken back by Grace’s response. He grabs Grace’s hand and rubs it with his thumb.
Jamie: We will make it work.
Grace has a hard time believing Jamie. She wants to believe that nothing will change when Jamie goes back to Korea, but she has gotten so used to coming home to Jamie, having dinner with Jamie, falling asleep next to Jamie; spending most of her days with Jamie. She hopes this is able to work, but she’s not confident.
Jamie: saranghae.
Grace faintly smiles and goes back to eating her snacks. Jamie does the same.
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The bathroom door swings open and Grace is running towards the toilet. She quickly pukes into the toilet bowl and flushes once she’s done. She leans against the sink and looks into the mirror; she looks like absolute shit. She brushes her hair back and washes her face before leaving the bathroom. It’s 11pm in NYC, Grace’s apartment is emptier than it previously was. She takes a seat at her couch as her phone rings. Grace smiles at the number on her screen.
Grace: *picks up* Miss me already?
Jamie: *laughs* You know that’s not even a question. How are you feeling? Are you eating?
Grace: *rolls eyes* I’m fine. Are you calling just to check on me?
Jamie: Of course, I’m supposed to check on you.
Grace smiles and looks at the time.
Grace: Are you still traveling to your mother’s house?
Jamie: Yeah, I have about 2 more hours on the train before Mina picks me up.
Grace doesn’t say anything, she just sits there.
Jamie: Get some sleep, jagiya. It’s late in America.
Grace: I hope I can get some sleep…
Grace looks up to prevent tears to come down her face.
Jamie: Ya~
Grace: Yeah?
There’s a pause on the phone until Jamie speaks in a low tone.
Jamie: I love you. I will be back.
Grace doesn’t say anything, she wipes her eyes and shakes her up.
Grace: Okay.
Jamie: I’ll talk to you later.
Grace hangs up the phone and looks up at her ceiling. She takes in a deep breath and closes her eyes.
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