Young-Jae: Hey, BamBoo, did you remember writing me a letter?

BamBoo: Yeah, like two-three months ago. Why?

Young-Jae: Do you remember writing me one yesterday?

BamBam: I just said I remember writing one two or three months ago!

Young-Jae: Oh, my bad, sorry. I have like a major headache.

BamBam: Oh, I know why~

Young-Jae: As in right now...

BamBam: Yeah, you were high on your medicine.

Young-Jae: I'm sorry, but what?

BamBam: You were high on your medicine!

Young-Jae: See! I told you that they had a bad effect on me!

BamBam: Im sorry, but the docter said it was mandatory~

                And don't try to agrue with me!

Young-Jae: Fine...

                But don't tell anybody about the letter!

BamBam: Well, you pretty much did it yourself.

                Check your Eyepage. You pretty much wrote everything on there.

Young-Jae: Oh, my god!

BamBam: Yeah, and I should say that you're really romantic when you're up there.

                You were also a little on the rough side, which made last night so much more enjoyable~ ;)

Young-Jae: I'm what? And I was what?

BamBam: Believe it, Jae~

                But that doesn't mean you can do drugs!

Young-Jae: Well, medicine is considered drugs.

BamBam: I'm talking about street drugs, Young-Jae!

Young-Jae: Haha, I knew that, I'm just playing with you~

                But wait, how did we do it when I have this cast around my foot?

BamBam: Privacy isn't the only reason walls are made, I believe.