“I was talking with Himchannie today,” Minho said conversationally that night as Taemin and Minho were eating dinner.

                “Oh, that’s nice,” Taemin smiled. “What did you talk about?”

                “Tea,” Minho replied. “He doesn’t like green tea.”

                “What?” Taemin cried, because a Korean who didn’t like green tea was like a German who didn’t like beer or a French person who didn’t like wine.

                “Yeah, he says black tea is the only thing that’s remotely drinkable. He doesn’t like white tea or herbal tea either. That’s crazy, right?” Minho asked, and Taemin nodded vigorously.

                “It’s crazy,” he agreed.

                “Good, because I thought I might be the one who was crazy.”

A/N: This isn't entirely out of nowhere. My best friend hates green tea, and I think she's insane. Thank goodness for green tea, because I lost my voice this morning and it's back now after drinking green tea, just in time for my Chinese presentation.

♥ Exie