“It’s so sad you don’t have another chance to meet him,” Jjong said one night when you were having Chilean food in your room sitting on the floor watching a movie and enjoying the last days of vacations. He ordered Chilean food on purpose.

“It seems you’re more interested in him than I.”

He snorted. “I already like him.” He joked.

“What? You don’t even know him.”

“I know. But you have only told me good things about him. That’s not normal on you, it only happens once in a lifetime. You only talk about people, especially about men. Not all men are the same.”

“You're exaggerating. I don't talk about everyone. I say good things about you every day.”

He smiled. “You don’t have Maldives friend’s number?

“For what?”

“Didn’t he give you his number? Didn’t he say something like call me when you miss me?” He joked.

He thinks this is a romantic movie? You thought.

“Yeah, he did, I mean he gave me his number but… Oh, he asked me to call him once I arrive. I totally forgot it. He wanted to know I arrived safe.”

“Call him or text him at least. Do you have pictures of him?”

“Nope, but I have a lot of pictures of Maldives. Let me find my phone first.”

“Okay.”

Your phone wasn’t in your purse, wardrobe, bathroom, under the bed nor pillow or between your clothes. .

“I’m dead.”

“What happened?”

“I don’t find my phone in anywhere. I think I left it in my dorm.”

“You mean the dorm in Maldives?”

You slowly nodded and he shook his head.

“That’s bad.”

“I know.”

“That’s pretty bad. How come you didn't need to use your phone before? It has been five days and just now you find your phone? What are you going to do?”

“Nothing, of course. I can’t pay a ticket plane to Maldives just to get my phone back. I’ll have to buy a new one. I’ll lose all the pictures I took.” Double .

“You can take pictures next time. Probably you will get wrinkles before the trees or cottages of Maldives change their appearances. Do you know what worse?”

You ignored her comments about wrinkles. “What?”

“You won’t be able to call him.”

“Oh, come on, Jjong. Let’s eat our food. Tomorrow I’m going to buy a new phone.”

***

Jjong abruptly came into your room, without knocking the door, nothing. He had a look of triumph and a… mocking look? What was wrong with him?

“Did you see an idol? A idol?” You joked.

“No, but I’m sure you will be happy.”

He was furiously writing something on his phone. You approached him and saw him texting with someone.

“Hey, will you tell me what are you doing here? I’m about to take a shower and go to bed.”

“Wait. You won’t believe it.”

“So tell me what it is. Are you tweeting something?”

“Wait. Don’t be impatient.”

Oh, the waiting was killing you. He came into your room and began to send text messages to someone and didn’t explain you anything. Of course you would be impatient in a situation like this. Did he came to show you how to do a texting contest?

“Yah! To whom are you texting? Oh my god, you have a girlfriend.”

“What? No. The Maldives friend texted me. He’s texting me right now.”

“The Maldives friend? Onew? That’s not funny, Jjong.”

He handed you his phone. You quickly read the messages they were sending to each other. The messages that Onew sent him were about you! He was asking for you.

“How….?”

“You left your phone in his room, silly girl.” He narrowed his eyes.

“Oh my gosh,” you murmured.

“He’s going to call you now. Well, he’s calling my phone.”

Seconds later his phone rang. A happy and catchy voice began to sing but like if it was a bomb you threw the phone to the bed and walked away. You looked at the phone like if it was about to make an explosion.

Jjong looked at you like if you went nuts. “You’re not twelve years old, Selene.”

“That was stupid, I know," you admitted ashamed of yourself.

You came back to the bed and took the phone. “Hello?”

“What’s up, Selene?”

You giggled.

“What’s so funny?”

“I’ll be in my dorm,” Jjong gestured.

You nodded.

“Nothing. I just imagined you as a professor saying what’s up.”

“Hey, you keep seeing me as an old man. I’m not that old. A little older than you expected though.”

“That’s not true. Hey, I heard from my best friend that you have my phone.”

“Yeah, silly. You left your phone in my room.”

Yah! Silly? Who's silly?

“I looked through your contacts and found bestie on it. I guessed it is your current best friend.”

Current best friend? What a weird choice of words. Jjong was your best friend for life.

“You’re in Santiago?”

“Seoul.”

“What? Are you here for vacations?”

You were about to say are you here to see me and give me my phone back?

“Vacations? No, I live in Seoul.”

Was he kidding you?

“Selene? Are you there?”

“I thought you were from Chile.”

He laughed. “I went to Chile for work. I never said it was my hometown.”

“Oh.”

“We can meet and have a cup of coffee so I can give you the phone back.”

“I don’t drink coffee.”

“That’s good because neither I.”

“So why…?”

“Because people always say that. How about a cup of tea, juice, smoothie, Opal Blue Cosmo or how about champagne?”

You blushed. Those drinks were your disgrace that night and he was making fun of you.

“Tea is okay.”

“There's a place called Thomas's café. Tomorrow there at 1pm, is it okay?”

“Yes, it’s perfect.”

“I already want to see you, Selene.”

“Se-see you tomorrow.”

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Happy Holidays! ^-^