"Hyunsoo! Why are you taking so long!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll be taking a while!"

I was at the mall with my best friend Hyunsoo who just had to have diarrhea after lunch. Bored while waiting for her, I decided to pop into the nearby music store to see if the latest B1A4 album has arrived. Mumbling to myself about how Hyunsoo should not have eaten off the ground, I looked into my handbag to make sure I would have enough cash to pay for the album. After all, when you are away in a foreign land without family, you would have to buy your own Christmas present.

In the empty mall, I began to walk into the store when I suddenly bumped into something. Hot liquid splashed down my jeans and I recoiled in pain.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!"

"I'm so so sorry!"

The familiar voice greeted me and I looked up instantly. It was melodious and yet crisp and light like a summer breeze. It was Jinyoung! My best friend from Korea! In a dress! "Jinyoung! What are you doing in a dress! And in America?" He clamped his hand over my mouth and put a finger to his lips.

"Let us discuss this over coffee. "