I can do it..
No, I can't
But I have to..
How can I?
Namjoon, you should do this..
Maybe staring at that electronic device for too long isn't helping with his decision at all. And also the tapping of his fingers against the table was just raising the tension and nervousness that he feels. Namjoon fisted his hair and leaned on the table, mentally cursing at himself.
"You can do this, come on.. Grow some balls"
He breathes one last time and just went for it, he grabbed his phone briskly off the table and dialed the number. Every ring it sounds, only heightens Namjoon's nerves. And after four rings the line connected..
"Gu Hai, I want to meet.."
Namjoon tries to keep his tough façade as he said these words to the phone.
"For the last time Namjoon, I am not f*****g coming with yo--"
