'Appa. I think jongin just broke the vase'

His eyes becomes bigger than ever listening to his oldest son rant, Kim Minseok is pointing at his baby bro, crying over a mess. His wife fav vase given by her best friend seulgi. It's not even five minutes since Irene left the door but the house is already a mess.

'Appa. Im hungry.' Jongdae, his middle son pouting, tugging at his pants.

'Wait appa will call mcdonals haraboji first.'

At the light of words of mcdonalds the kids finally behaved and waiting patiently at the living roon while watching pororo while Joonmyeon trying to clean up the mess Jongin did. He surely need to wrote notes on this so that irene will not get mad later.

Ting tong.

The Kims beams in happiness in hope that crunchy fried chickens plus burgers is already there and the little kims already in front of the door in excitement.

'Appa palli '

One two three.

No chicken. No burgers.

But a bunch of munchkin and three tall man greetings with.

" hiiiii junmyeooon."

He didnt expect this at all. Today must be his bad day.