Another day ended and Chaerin couldn’t wait to be home as soon possible. She’s tired – nothing new, just like the other days, weeks, months and years – she could no longer wait to be home, see her and hear her voice again. It’s her daily routine, she’s her stress reliever, her source of strength.

Once home, she turns her personal computer on while she starts doing her daily routines. Wash up, cook and then eat. Heck who cares about undone works?

“No bringing works at home!” She remembers those words clearly and although she’s not there to reprimand her whenever she tries to do it, she couldn’t and wouldn’t dare the last promise she ought to do before she flew away to do her usual business trips.

Once done with everything, Chaerin plops herself onto the bed then taps the mouse pad of her personal computer. She clicks the application, scans through the contents and then clicks the first icon like she always does every night. She waits for a few seconds of full black colored screen before she breaks into a smile after seeing the woman she’s been missing.

“Hi.”

“Hey there. I see you’ve just finished your shower.” Noticing the still wet and messy hair in front of her.

“Yeah, just right on time.” She glances at the clock behind her before looking back. “It’s past 10PM there, why are you still not sleeping?”

A small bitter smile escapes her lips. 10PM. “I just want to talk to you before I go to sleep, is that wrong?”

She giggles. “Oh c’mon, don’t show me that face again Chaerin. Fine fine but next time, I won’t let it pass anymore, understood? Understood. Good!”

She couldn’t help but chuckle, she misses her so much. You still allow me doing this everyday, anyway. “Sure thing, sure thing madam. Anyway, have you eaten your breakfast now, Dara?”

Dara throws the towel somewhere she doesn’t know where and grabs a hair brush. “I will, in a few, it’s still so early here though. Have you done yours?”

Chaerin still finds her y, attractive, beautiful and breath-taking even after all these years of not being able to see each other physically and she wants to have that memory of her face stays for as long as she could ever imagine.

“Of course I did, I can’t stand seeing someone’s brain through her nose passing all those boogers while scolding me.” Then she bursts out into laughter, gaining protests from the other woman in front of her.

“Yah! Since when can you see my brain or anyone’s brain by just looking through the nose and most importantly, I DON’T HAVE BOOGERS!”

That ticked another laugh bomb and Chaerin laughs louder and bolder this time. No matter how pathetic she looks and sounds like, this type of conversation they’re having right now never fails to make her laugh. Seeing the frustrated and sulking Dara’s just the best sight ever next to when she smiles or laughs. She misses her and a tear escapes from her eye.

“And you even teared up while laughing. I hate you!”

“I hope you don’t mean that.” Now wiping the stain off her face while chuckling.

“I do. Hmpft.” Pouting and frowning, with matching arms being crossed in front her chest.

Chaerin chuckles once again. “Stop sulking, we’re too far and I can’t hug or kiss you. Spare me.”

She glares and gives up anyway. “Ugh fine! I’ll get back and have my revenge, Chaerin. I will.”

Chaerin smiles. “Sure, I’ll be waiting.” Still no revenge.

Dara begins brushing her hair and starts telling Chaerin what she did last night which of course Chaerin had memorized every single detail of it. Who wouldn’t if that’s what she’s been telling her for so long now?

Chaerin marvels every part of Dara’s figure the screen provided her to see. From her perfectly blonde hair which her natural hair color’s now showing through her roots.

“.. and of co- ugh Chaerin stop staring at my hair. I know.” Now covering the top of her head with her hands.

Chaerin smiles. “Still go