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Bloo being mad at you for not giving him enough attention becuase you have been really busy at work due to a promotion. 

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Normally it was Bloo’s lack of attention that drove you insane but you had been so busy with work lately that you know you’ve been neglecting your adorable boyfriend but it couldn’t be helped. Being promoted to a manager meant you had a lot more responsibilty and it was overwhelming but you had to prove yourself so that you could keep your job. The vibration from your phone pulled you out of your day dream, the familiar name ‘my bad boy loo’ putting a smile on your face. 

“Hey baby” his deep voice still sent shivers down your spine even though you had been in a relationship for nearly a year now. 

“Hey pumpkin, you okay” you smiled as if you were in front of your gorgeous boyfriend.

“Yeah, are you free tonight? I miss you” you could almost hear his pout through the phone. 

“I miss you too, but I have to work late again tonight, I’ll make it up to you on the weekend I promise” You felt bad that your work meant you couldn’t spend as much time as possible with your boyfriend but your higher ups expected so much from you so you couldn’t slack off. 

“Oh again…? okay… I guess” he sighed. 

“Daniel … I’m sorry.. don’t be mad” you worried.

“Yeah .. sure.. whatever, I’ve got to go bye” he muttered before hanging up the phone. You understood his frustration as that had been your repeated answer to him the last few weeks. But at the same time you had to deal with his lack of attention for months when he was on tour so you were sure he could handle a few weeks. 

You knew he was mad when he didn’t response to the super cute doggy video you had sent him on Instagram, Daniel was a sucker for cute dogs so you knew him ignoring the post wasn’t a good sign. 

You made sure you finished work by 8 so you could at least stop by Daniels house to apologise for being a deadbeat girlfriend the last month. You entered the code to his apartment while trying to balance all the snacks you had brought to bribe your angry boyfriend. “Daniel…” you hummed as you took your shoes off slipping your slippers on as you entered his apartment, “blooooooooooo” you cooed, but the only answer you got was silence, “is he not in?” You muttered to yourself and you checked all the rooms to find them empty. 

You placed the snacks on the kitchen counter before pulling out you phone, it only rang twice before a tipsy Daniel answered “(y/n)…..” He murmured over the loud thump of music. You instantly knew he was out partying.

“Daniel where are you babe? I’m at your apartment, I finished work early so I stopped by” you said, you heard him say excuse me and the music fade into the background and assumed he had went outside so he could hear you, “you’re at my apartment? I thought you had work late…. I went out because you said you were busy” he followed. “I know, but I made sure I finished early so we could spend time together, where are you? Come home” you reasoned, “So you want me to cut my plans short because you finally decided to make time for me, clearly I’m not as big of a priority to you and you are to me” he scoffed, his words hurt you but you knew tipsy Daniel was blunt and truthful but it didn’t make his words hurt any less. 

“Daniel … you know that is not true… work has just been really stressful lately and I can’t afford to mess up! I has so much more responsibility now!” You tried to reason, “(y/n) I’m done with your excuses… when you decide that you want to pull your weight in this relationship let me know” he huffed before hanging up leaving you upset but also ashamed it was all your fault. 

You decided to leave Daniels place and head back home to figure what to do to make things right. You tossed and turned all night but realised you had to make a change or you would lose the best thing that ever happened to you. 

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You checked your appeared in the reflection on your phone as you attempted to not spill the hangover soup you had brought to ease your boyfriends inevitable headache. You had decided to call into work and take the day off so you could spend the long weekend with your boyfriend. The ding of the elevator drew your attention as you scuffled towards his door before once again putting in his pin. The loud beep of you letting yourself into his apartment was met with a groan from a hungover Daniel who sat head in hand while being engulfed in his baggiest hoody. 

“baby…..” You cooed as you walked towards him to see him lift his cute head.  “I brought you a present..” You pouted, showing him the tiny stuffed toy currently wearing an ‘I’m sorry’ t-shirt as well as holding up the handover soup you had treked all over town for. You could see the grateful look in his eye but his face was straight as he clearly wanted to still be mad at you. 

You stopped closer lowering your head in shame. “I’m sorry I’ve been such a shit girlfriend .. I’m sorry I haven’t been pulling my weight … I lo_” he cut you off by pulling you into his lap. “Im so sorry for being mean on the phone to you yesterday, I just missed you so much and I wasn’t use to being the one not getting the attention, I’m sorry I was being selfish, I know how important your work is to you and Im so proud of you and I love you more than everything, fuck you are so cute!” he gushed pouting while staring into your eyes.

“No, I’m sorry, I wasn’t balancing my work properly, you are definitely a priority for me and I will do more to show you that” you replied cupping his beautiful face. 

“I love you” he cooed placing a soft kiss on your lips before letting you go so you could both get up. “Now let me see these apology gifts” he smiled, you handed him the stuffed toy that he placed by his TV, you opened the hangover soup instantly gaining his attention, “you absolute lifesaver!” he yelled, instantly regretting it and holding his head. 

“Wait.. isn’t it Friday shouldn’t you be at work?” He questioned, “I took the day off to spend it with you” you responded moving to the kitchen to plate the hangover soup you had got for your boozy boyfriend, “oooo have I finally corrupted you and turned you into my own little bad girl?” He suggested placing his arms around your waist from behind as he trailed kisses down your exposed neck, “why don’t you find out” you hissed spinning around and placing a passionate kiss on his perfect lips causing him to groan. Before you could even catch your breathe he had lifted you up as you instantaneously wrapped your legs around his waist as he carried you to his room. “I love you so fucking much” He huffed before throwing you onto his bed, placing his perfect body on top of yours. 

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David So is a Korean - American comedian that always tries to hold his community accountable in their wrong doings: here is his take on Owen Ovadoz

His caption on the post : KAREN KIM

Korean rapper @owenmyown is a cornball korean “rapper” who is the best example of a lapdog, Uncle Thao, and a culture vulture. Before you stand go up to defend him...

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1. NO ... he doesn’t get a pass he was raised in the states as HE expressed.

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2. NO he did not apologize what he wrote was a long excuse letter asking you to understand why he was mad. bitch. And at the end he gives us ADVICE on how to protest.

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3. The news came later to Korea was your excuse... ok but you wrote you knew about the “campaign” so which is? You did know or you didn’t know? Fuck you. •

4. I agree you shouldn’t speak up about stuff you don’t know anything about BUT YOU DIDNT DO THAT ESTHER! You did a WHOLE ASS POST ON IT.

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5. Doesn’t matter how mad you are... you don’t get to make fun of GEORGE FLOYD by writing I can’t breathe because you were suffocating from bad comments you trash bag.

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However I'll be quitting writing for them. I still love all of them of course, but they are separated and I don't see a point in writing for them as a whole. Although I'll be writing for each member still, but NOT as a part of the label, but separately.

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The taxi sat idle as Daniel tried calling you a third time. He nervously bit at his nails, unsure if you’d answer.