How's the house? Sorry could not come last weekend.

         It's ok Unnie, but do come to the housewarming party. I will try to make it to match your schedule.

Hahah..de de...arraso! How is Ray?

         And Unnie..I must admit you trend alot still on Naver! I saw photos of you filiming...sorry sounded funny..:p

         Ray is fine, Hows Jun? Ray talked about wanting to play with him the other day. Bring him along, I will tell               Jiyoon unnie too so that the kids can have a playdate too.

Hahah Eun jae-ah don't believe everything you see on Naver and its fine. We should catch up so you know about me straight from me.

I will bring Jun too of course!! 

See you then, have a flight to catch!! Lots of love and hugs to both of you!!

        No worries !! Catch you later my high-flying unnie!! XOXO Fighting!!

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Its been two weeks since having shifted to our new home. Ray has been enrolled in a nearby international elementary school and my project has been catching up well. The artists are in the final stages of confirmation and next week we would be down to the final four from each side. Ji hyo unnie along with Kwang soo oppa will flag off the event on an yet undecided date for the project between the two countries once all formalities have been completed, officially handing over the ropes to the new cultural artists. 

'Ahhhhhhh...' I plopped on our grey sofa in the white living room sighing out loudly.  Ray was still at school and I had unexpected day off due to a holiday back home. I'd just finished cleaning up and doing all the weekend chores on a Friday when Jihyo unnie messaged. She'd suggested the house warming party and my guest list of Koreans was going to be infintely small- Jihyo unnie and Jun, Jiyoon unnie and Tara, Kwang soo oppa, my korean secretary whose name was also Joon (spelling difference though) and Dong Jun, i.e. if he would be back for a break by then from his shooting in the countryside. 

He'd been away for more than a week now and had texted only once to catch up.  Unlike my earlier hesitation of him, I had to admit it seemed pretty dull at this floor without him here. My next door neighbour was hardly to be seen. Apart from a few occassional deliveries I'd find outside their door, I'd hardly seen anyone come out of the place. It somewhat seemed liked no one lived there, but the hi-pitched singing voice that would come once-in-a-while they would open the door to take the packages proved otherwise.