(continuing from previous chapter) It was some acting all hard.
"watch it" he says.
I roll my eyes and stand up.
"" I mutter to myself as I brush imaginary dirt off of my .
"what'd you call me?!" the man says in English!?
"wait. You know English?" I ask. It's now his turn to roll his eyes.
"you just called me an !" he complains at me.
"we'll exuuuuse me for minding my own business when some freak comes and knocks me off of my feet and NOT in the way I'd hope a man to!"
His face looks offended.
"you're not a very nice person are you?" he says. I scoff "you my kind sir are hardly one to talk" I huff and pout slightly.
"ok. I'm sorry" he says giving up. I smile nicely. "thank you. That's all I wanted from the start" I say.
"I'll get you a drink or something yeah? To say sorry" he reasons. I think for a minute.
"if I didn't know any better I'd say you were asking me out on a date" I say smirking slightly.
"call it what you want" he sighs.
"but I really will go get some tea with you or something. I'm rather bored and fighting with some English speaking Korean has so far been my highlight" "peniel" he says. I arch my brow. "my name" he says. I widen my eyes in realisation and smile. "Leanne"

Just a little filler. I rather enjoy these as I have written a few random funny scenes that I will add randomly into the story.