disembodied complaint...

There was a first time for everything, and unfortunately for Joshua, the past month seemed to beget hundreds of “first time for everythings”. It wasn’t that he was stupid, no he was in fact very intelligent. But when youre in a foreign place there is a certain degree of adjustment, and in Joshua’s case Seoul, South Korea was about as foreign as it got, when compared to his home: the stars. He wasn’t even quite sure what his original home was like, he seemed to have forgotten when he fell. It was only a month ago and so he was just about as good as a newborn baby. Still, he was eager to try as many things as he could, so it was on that day that he tried to tackle the task of going to get the old man his morning coffee.  The old man got coffee at the cafe down the street every morning, and he didn’t trust anyone besides his wife to get it for him. But they were teaching Joshua how to be more “Korean”, which is exactly what Joshua brought up when he begged to do the task. See, he didn’t go out much, only on weekends when the old man would take him to see places in Seoul to assimilate better to human culture, and when he had to run errands for the old couple he was living with. So he was often itching to go out and explore the world. Sure he would go home and watch movies to get a better idea of things, but movies could only do so much. He wanted to expirience it all.

So, it was on that day, that Joshua, with 20,000 won in his pocket, made his way to the cafe to buy the old man his coffee. 

As he entered the establishment he was amazed at the classy decor and the delicious looking food displays but he was most interested in the machines that sat behind the counter. He assumed thats where the coffee came out of. He wanted to ask about it, but he had very direct instruction from the old lady so as not to stand out. 1. Walk up to the counter 2. Say “Can I get an americano with two sugar cubes” 3. Pay for it 4. Wait for it to come out 5. Don’t say anything else.

Of course he did what he was told, hoping he didn’t sound too much like he was reading off a script, because he basically was (he even wrote it on his hand), and went to the end of the counter to wait. Except he decided to good a little “off book” and ask about the machine that had caught his eye. 

Of course with the rush, he didn’t pay much mind to anything the customers said like he usually would. On normal, slow days he’d hold a decent conversation with his regular customers. As the numbers of people in the cafe went down his patience level went up making it easier for him to converse with the next few guests that walked in. 

After making a drink he knew pretty well for one of his regulars he was surprised to not see the usual old man picking it up off the counter. His brow raising in slight confusion while staring at the other male, trying to decide if he should ask if the drink was for said old man, but before he could the other already opened his mouth to speak. “Huh? You mean this one?” Hyunwoo turned just a bit to point at the coffee grinder behind him, a little taken aback by the odd question. “Uh, yeah, that’s where the coffee beans get ground up. The one next to it is where the coffee is brewed,” he pauses for a moment to think of the easiest way to explain both machines as he’s never really had to before, “Well... you put the coffee beans into the machine and it crushes them down for you into a powder like substance which you put in a coffee filter for the brewer. The brewer has a water reservoir which heats up the water. There’s a tube that brings the water up into the basket which is where the filter is. At the bottom of the basket is a hole that drains the coffee out into the pot. Have you never seen coffee being made before?”

The younger of the two couldn’t help visualise himself in his head, kicking the other’s shin. What reaction would he get? Would Hyunwoo return the kick or whine or would he bounce on his leg? Sen had a ridiculous smile on his face one where he’s about to laugh, eyes giving away what he’s thinking probably. He is hoping the male can’t read his mind but it would be all the more hilarious if it’s possible. A nod was given to his direction, he pretends to think deeply at first but it doesn’t work because the answer has been in his head for a moment now. “You know… Hyunwoo hyung, I didn’t want to have to say this but… you really are something aren’t you? A character one would peak an interest in just for entertainment.” Don’t start laughing now, Sen, don’t. “Demons are different from spirits or so some believe..  in some sense they’re all the same. demons are just worse. But it depends – a lot of different countries and religions believe in different things.” He pauses, licking his lips. “But what I have heard the most is demons can speak any language they want just because they’re powerful. And to what you’re saying, if angels can speak “Enochian” – I don’t want to say stupid things. But my theory is the fallen angel, Lucifer, he too, is powerful. Couldn’t he gift the languages to his soldiers? Why would there be a school? It’s known to some that they’re given the gift of languages and that’s why sometimes people who are possessed, can speak a language they were never fluent in. Sometimes you… make no sense.” He’s not confident with his answer but with what he knows it’s the best one he can give and he does end up laughing a little.

That’s what you wanted right? Everyone in the same room, at the same time?

Did you hear a word I said?! No you didn’t! Because I’m a ghost!

I really like you, but you are a terrible person to talk to about personal stuff.

We can just sit back and take it easy.

When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die!

I have been tense lately. Just thinking about the new Star Wars sequel.

_____, we got you an autographed picture of your personal hero.

I love you and I like you.

They call me Devo, because I can whip ‘em good.

Are you talking to my butt?

Are you gonna murder me and bury me at this gas station?

I was completely flustered, I came off like an idiot. I mean, at one point, for no reason, I just took off my shoes and held them in my hand.

I think at some point you and I should probably make out with each other.

I’m sorry, are you eating Turkey Chili off of a frisbee?

I’m just gonna sleep on the floor.

Look, who hasn’t had gay thoughts? Who?

Pizza? Never heard of it!

Bababooey.

Hogwarts is fictional. You do know that, don’t you? It’s important to me that you know that.

Gotham needs me.

I’m far too stupid and lazy to write something that could be printed in a book.

I am deeply, ridiculously in love with you.

I feel great, I ran 5K this morning.

It’s a white flag, and you may as well start waving it right now,  _____!

I am really attracted to you right now.

You just do your thing, baby Smurf.

I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are.