Bored and Lonely Kids

At five in the morning, the alarm went off, prompting Blake to wake up. He quickly grabbed his phone and sent a sweet good morning message to Lita.

It had been a memorable night for him as he stayed up late with Jack, sitting in front of a bonfire. They chatted, played games on their phones, and sang along to light-hearted songs while Jack played the guitar.

Jack is tone-deaf, but Blake has a decent voice. It seems like there's nothing that Blake can't do. It's as if God was in a good mood when He created him.

There's a rumor that Blake was once recruited to join a boy band, but he turned it down. He said he was tired of having to dance every day.

Blake wanted to pursue his acting talent instead. Interestingly, he rejected the offer after learning the initial choreography for their debut song.

"Come on, show it! Show your dance moves! Show it! Show it!" Jack cheered him on last night.

Blake stood up, holding a bottle of mineral water as a microphone and cleared his throat. He then sang the debut song of a famous boy band and performed the choreography.

Jack as left dumbfounded by Blake's performance.

As Blake twisted and turned his body, Jack couldn't help but hold back his laughter. It didn't take long before Blake held onto his waist, gasping for breath, his nose scrunching up in a funny way.

"Haaaahhhh, I'm exhausted!!! Is it really worth it to make money like this?!" he shouted, then collapsed onto the folding chair next to Jack while clutching his stiff diaphragm from singing and dancing.

"I'd rather be a model with a flat face, it would be much easier!"

"Hahaha, you're such a lazy person, aren't you! But I was really surprised to find out that you were originally planned to debut in that boyband! What a loss! Now the boyband is famous!" Jack mocked.

"Well, am I not famous enough now?!"

Jack wanted to retaliate with mockery but he knew he would lose. Because Blake was indeed famous. Shining.

He was at the top of the pyramid. So Jack could only take a sip of water from his bottle and spray it on Blake's face. "Brrrr!"

"You bastard! Do you think I'm possessed?! You even sprayed water on me!" Blake fumed, rising from his seat and ready to strike Jack.

The folding chair that Jack was sitting on toppled backwards, causing both of them to fall to the ground.

Blake's body landed heavily on top of Jack. As Blake tried to get up, he ended up falling again and landing on top of Jack once more.

His forehead collided with Jack's thick lips. Jack's lips hurt, but he blushed in embarrassment as he accidentally kissed Blake's forehead.

Jack smiled to himself as he recalled the incident while jogging around the place they were staying.

His smile persisted even though sweat was dripping from his forehead. He still felt the pain when their ribs collided.

And Jack's face turning bright red from embarrassment. Adorable. Of course, Blake didn't apologize; instead, he grumbled and blamed Jack for spraying him with water like a shaman.

As Jack turned towards Blake's caravan, he caught his friend sitting in a folding chair, leaning back and smoking.

Blake's head was tilted upwards, gazing at the sky, with a cigarette held between his thin lips, and smoke occasionally escaping from his mouth.

Jack approached Blake, who was unaware of his presence, and leaned down right in front of his face - blocking Blake's view of the blue sky. He grumbled in annoyance.

"You're blocking me, you jerk!" he snapped.

"You're the jerk for smoking so early! It's still dark in the morning and you're already smoking! Here, let me give you my sweat!" Jack wiped his dripping sweat from his forehead and neck, then splashed it onto Blake's face.

"Damn it!" Blake suddenly woke up and scowled. "You stink, you bastard!"

Jack burst into laughter, his smile wide and mischievous. "Oh, come on, don't be such a baby! My sweat smells amazing!" Jack confidently exclaimed. He lifted his armpit high and attacked Blake with his wet armpit.

"Eeeeeewwwww!!!!" Blake screamed hysterically. Jack immediately ran as fast as he could. He didn't want to get caught by Blake. He might suffocate from his wet armpit.

The commotion caught the attention of other talents and crew members, who were amusedly watching the scene unfold. They laughed and enjoyed their coffee and toast. Nearby, Dara and Gina were also enjoying their beautiful morning, occasionally hearing the noise caused by Jack persistently sticking his armpit to Blake.

Gina looked at Blake's antics with a pout on her lips. How could he behave so childishly when he was near Jack, when in his presence, he became a cool, mature, and even somewhat stiff person. She felt envious of their friendship.

"Gin, toast or sandwich?" Dara offered.

Gina was still lost in thought.

"Gin!"

"Oh, sorry, what?"

"Toast or sandwich." Dara repeated patiently.

Gina smiled awkwardly. "Uh, sandwich, I guess."

"Zaky! Ranu! Help me! Catch Blake!" Aldi's voice echoed.

"Scared, boss!" Zaky shouted.

"Yeah, boss, if we get caught, his fans will think we're bullying their idol! His fans are scary!" Ranu chimed in.

"Oh come on, I'll take responsibility!" Jack brushed off their resistance. "You two are such cowards! Hurry up and catch him!"

"Got it!!!" Ranu and Zaky answered in unison and immediately chased after Blake, who was lazily resting near the marketing and media crew's caravan.

"Have a drink first, Blake!" one of them offered.

"Thanks." Blake took a bottle of mineral water and was about to take a sip when Zaky and Ranu intercepted him. Still full of energy after breakfast.

"You dog! Bastard!" he cursed in confusion, handing back his bottle of mineral water.

Just a few meters into his run, Blake was caught by Ranu and Zaky, and dragged towards Jack who was laughing antagonistically with his hands on his hips. Blake struggled and tried to free himself while continuing to curse and swear.

"MWAHAHAHA MWAHAHAHA MWAHAHAHA.... Where do you think you're going, huh?! You can't escape from me!" He raised his voice like a Disney villain. Jack lifted his shirt sleeves to expose his armpits.

"Target captured, Boss!" Zaky and Ranu reported simultaneously.

"EXECUTION BEGINS!!!" Jack announced arrogantly.

Zaky and Ranu held both of Blake's arms while Jack tried to rub his armpits on Blake's face. Blake held his breath as the torture continued, his mouth filled with curses and insults.

"You dog! Pig! You all are bastards! Son of a bitch!" He struggled even harder as Jack got closer.

Jack successfully covered Blake's head with his armpit. He wiped one of his armpits with his palm and pressed it against Blake's mouth. "Mwahahaha mwahahaha mwahahaha! Feel the enchanting aroma of Jack Thompson's armpit, mwahahahaha!"

"Mmmhh mmmhhhh!!! You bastard!!!"

Their actions brought laughter and brightened up the tired morning. It was definitely a bright day for them, but not for Blake.

"Mrs Mila, your son is being tortured by everyone!"

Mrs Mila, who was about to grab her coffee, turned around upon hearing the report and saw from a distance that Blake was being executed by Jack, Ranu, and Zaky. Instead of getting angry, she laughed. "Someone record it for memories!" She even supported it.

"No one dares to record, afraid that the video will spread and go viral, Ma'am!" Another person refused. "People will think it's bullying in the film industry. But they're just bored kids, right? Hahaha."

Mrs Mila nodded while sipping her milk coffee. She folded her hands on her chest and murmured softly with a smile. "Yes, you're right, bored and lonely kids indeed."