"Take your pick! Which one would you be willing to date?" Her mother smiled widely while rubbing her hands together. On the table were four photos of different guys and at the bottom of the photos were their information printed.

Here we go again.

"Mom, aren't all of these guys younger than me?" She pointed at the pictures.

The woman nodded causing her curls to bounce. "Yes but they're the best looking ones I could find. Besides, age doesn't matter."

Chorong leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms with a frustrated expression. "Mom, haven't I told you I wanted to focus on my studies?"

She blinked once...Twice before nodding her head again.

"Of course sweetheart! It's just....I would you to have someone there for you. It will worry me that you will be alone for the rest of your life. Who knows after you're done with school and already old, who would want you?" The woman gestured worriedly. She turned her attention back to the photos, "Now, which ones are your type? Cute, handsome, hot, or y and manly?"

"Mom," Chorong started sternly.

"No, no, no, wait, how about meeting all of them? I'll set up the dates, okay?" She clapped her hands together. She gathered all of the photos and headed out of the room.

She let out loud groan burying her head into her arms that were resting on the table. Great, just ing great.