Kim Jun Hyeon woke up with the sound of the phone insistently ringing in the back of his mind, a throbbing headache taking over when he finally rolled to his side and reached for the phone.
"Hello?"
The person on the other side made sure to getting a proper identification from him, while Dr. Kim forced himself to open the bedroom shutter. The light only made his head hurt more and he shielded his eyes, fully aware that his hangover was his own fault; and barely paying attention to what they were saying on the other side. Gradually he realized that it was the mechanic in charge of his car repair, trying to explain something that made no sense at all.
"Ajuhssi, sorry. My car, the one with the electric breakdown, that the insurer's tow truck got last night. The name is Kim Jun Hyeon. Are you talking about this car?"
"Yes, Mr. Kim, I'm trying to say, there's no electrical breakdown. There's nothing wrong with your car, in fact."
