“Hold the ing phone, WHAT?” Yerim screamed.

”What is it?” The woman looked perplexed, her eyebrow arched along with a cross of her arms. “Look, I know that you applied for being a gardener  but did you really think that there would be a garden in this type of area? It’ll be fine, she likes you already anyway.”

Yerim tipped to the side, squinting her eyes at the sight of the slender legged woman waving her arms like a madman while yelling her name. God, does she look like one of those inflatable tube dudes at those car dealership stores. If the wind was blowing hard enough on her bangs it would make the representation even more accurate.

“All you have to do is be her girlfriend, do some stuff with or for her and bam—you’ll have a generous amount of money settled in your bank account every week,” Wendy clasped her hands together loudly. “Ain’t so hard now is it, broski?” 

Yerim was in absolute devastation. Anything but that woman, PLEASE. She would even accept Wendy, her friend who she doesn’t even know except for when they’re playing pubg, literally anyone but Sooyoung. They’ve only had about a 10 minute meeting with each other and the woman was all over her as if she had been her soulmate. It was weird, how Sooyoung fell in “love” with a stranger who obviously didn’t want anything to do with her.

But she was somewhat cute in a psychotic way.