A Glacier Eventually Farts

The sky is still dark when you wake up.

Doodoo, doodoo.

Jeewon.

Shit.

It's time to meet her.

"There we go!" It's far too early for this, yet that very complaint feels familiar. Jeewon is so allergic to the morning it's strange that she has dragged you out this early. Maybe it's just your brain not catching up, so everything feels awry, still bogged down by tiredness and all.

You can probably guess that she hasn't slept, otherwise she wouldn't be here. You wouldn't either. She looks well put together and far more presentable than you, handing you a cup of shitty restaurant tea she always buys. It's terrible and comforting, reminiscent of the rain splashing down upon your skin.

"Hi, Jeewon." Your voice is uncharacteristically deep and tired, taking a sip of the boiling liquid and burning yourself without hindsight.

"Morning! It's winter break and you know what that means!" She's got enough energy to power you, her, the entire fucking school and Tokyo square. "I get to ruin my sleep-schedule!"

"Fantastic." You yawn, her power is overwhelming and makes you even sleepier. Though her happiness is undeniably contagious, infecting you without warning. "Planning to do anything cool with that?"

"Of course, I'm going to 100% every game and I'm going to finally start making more music and I'm going to-" She's rambling into a blur, every word successively becoming more confusing than the last. "So yeah, I'm also planning to hang out with you as much as you'll entertain me."

"I'm here, of course I plan to entertain you." You take another sip of the tea, cooled down or perhaps your receptors are too pained to notice it. "But it's nice to see you, wish it was slightly later but oh well."

"Couldn't do that, I'm going to crash after this and not wake up again till 2pm and then that'd be too long without hanging out."

"Fair enough, so hows the music going?" You ask and turn around, pushing yourself very uncomfortably into the stiff wood of the bench and sitting down. "Managed to include any banger lines yet?"

"You are cool and all, but I can't include 'and I fucked you like a cheesecake factory bill' in a love song.'" She sighs, "How do you even know what that costs?"

"Thought it'd be funny…" Jeewon shrugs and drinks. The wind was sweeping her short hair somehow. "At least you're making progress."

"Yeah, it's been pretty nice. Stupid fucking college."

You two sit in comforting silence, watching the paths in hope for people to be your early morning entertainment. A jogger here and there but nothing exactly thrilling. The trees are deader than a Le Sserafim come back these days so not even they are worth looking at.

Jeewon breaks the quietness you had slipped into. "I was wondering, if you'd care to come to a trampoline park with me next week?"

"A trampoline park? Hell fucking yeah that sounds sick."

"Thought so, I'll message you the stuff to know. Thanks, I didn't want to have to go alone."

Day 5.

"This is fucking awesome." It's a sentence that is equally null and void to this tangent next to it, bouncy walls and bouncy floors everywhere. Just waiting for you two to go 'boing boing' and trampoline all over the place.

"And we got the place to ourselves essentially! Fuck yeah, score." Jeewon's already kilometres ahead of you, wearing the finest psych-patient socks the establishment could provide. Still in a hoodie as the very concept of her not wearing one seems to be impossible. "Race you to the foam pit."

"You're on!"

The sprint felt strangely nostalgic, narrowly missing the door closing into your side from where Jeewon barely gave it enough room to open. You took the opportunity to use the trampolines as launch pads, throwing yourself forward as the gap between the two of you became paper thin.

She went down, you went up. Both so close yet so far, "How the f-" She cut herself off, diving forward into the foam. Barely edging you out.

"Loser!"

"damn, cheater." You grumble, diving into the foam prison. These places always suck, heavy and tight on your body that's next to impossible to traverse through. Part of it's charm for when you feel like cosplaying being a fish out of water.

"I did not!" She wades her way through the thick blocks of multi-coloured despair, lunging forward to close the distance between the two of you. She's hitting you with that same fucking smile. The one that pulls at your heartstrings in a way it really shouldn't for two friends.

Maybe unpacking it would be wise, y'know. Your emotions feel like they are protected by some glass taped together by uncertainty.

"You were half way out the door!"

"And you should have been faster!" Jeewon's now being the pinnacle of maturity, throwing blocks at you which you have to block with your hands. Quickly you defend yourself, grabbing your own shield and chucking it. Sparks fly as the blocks collide and nullify each other.

"Nuh uh!"

"Yuh huh!"

You and Jeewon are truly philosophers in the sense neither of you are going to quit and that there's an infinite amount of objects to throw at each other. Neither of you tire out as you debate ceaselessly.

After that debacle you two get out of the deep ocean. "Get ready dork…" Jeewon goes for the sucker-push, getting your ass with the element of surprise and throwing you against a wall trampoline. The move backfiring rapidly with your full force body flying towards her like a cannonball.

The position is certainly compromising, your weight blocks Jeewon from getting up and you two are pushed to be inches together, her lips far too close to yours and her soft breath on your cheek. In a flash you jump upwards, scrambling to create any sort of distance. She's as red as a Red Target Sphere and you are redder than a subscribe button.

"Err…" You stutter, she stutters and immediately starts bouncing on the nearby trampolines, doing tricks. "Let's bounce!"

Bounce indeed.

You two bounce back in a way and keep it moving, though all you can think of is her. The trampolines are still very fun though.

December 25th.

There's a constant between you and Jeewon. It's that you two always end up alone at christmas somehow, for as long as you can remember you two have spent the day together simply because there's nobody else to spend it with.