G U R U

No complaining from me.

Awesome. You free now? We can go now, if you’d like.

It’s never a good thing if you start rapping, Xan… You probably scared everyone away. Why did I invite you out again? 

Wow, rude. I’ll have you know I’m a great rapper. Sort of. You invited me out because I’m your main bitch and you wanted to spend time with me, clearly. Don’t ask questions you know the answer to.

I didn’t do anything except yammer at you until you forgot what you were doing.

You distracted me from my mess of a life. I think that deserves a little spoiling for the day, no?

I’d definitely be down for that. We should make a marathon hotspots or something; a new place every Friday.

Hell yes! I’m pumped. So are you a native New Yorker or a transplant?

Oooh, transplant...I like that, I’m gonna use that now. Yeah, no I was born in South Korea.....and then I lived here for a while, and then I went back to Seoul for a while, and now I’m here again. What about you? Fellow transplant? Or can you show me around? Show me some cool little hotspots a foreigner wouldn’t know about?

Yeah, its official. I like you. 

I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship. Full of bashing perverts and being awesome. 

D’you think grandparents ever get tired of asking us about when we’re going to settle down, or is it just too much fun for them to interrogate us?

What would they relentlessly pester us about if they stopped that? My grandparents are racist as fuck; there’s a huge stigma in South Korea about Korean girls dating boys who aren’t Korean...I tend to ignore my grandparents, honestly.

Most days I’ve learned that I truly need to learn how to cook because I can’t keep eating take-out for the rest of my life. Seriously, the chinese place a few blocks away called me after two weeks of not ordering them to make sure I wasn’t dead and they offered me a free meal.

Hey, what’s wrong with take-out? When I lived in Seoul, I lived on take out. Although, if learning to cook is that important to you, I could probably give you a few tips.

Well now you’re spoiling me!

Hey, embrace it! You deserve it!

Of course I’m in. You think I would say no to free drinks? Are you free Friday night?

I’m free almost every night....so yes. Let’s do it. Tear up the town.

Serves him right. What a dick. You deserve free drinks on me after that. To cheer you up and restore your faith in humanity. You in?

How fucking disgusting. I think the worst part is probably that he doesn’t even see what he was doing wrong, the pervert.

Wow, not letting him harass you. How absolutely bitchy. Did he say something about it being a compliment or something too?