“Oppa, wake up!”

“Mmmm….”

“Oppa! Wake up!”

“What time is it?”

“Ten o’clock in the morning. Don’t you have an outing with your friends today at noon?”

“Yes, eomma. How do you know?”

“Well, your friend, Minho, called to make sure you were up. A true friend he is, he knew that by this time, you would still be sleeping and would probably be late again.”

“Tell me how old you are again.”

“I’m seven, oppa. But as you know, I am more mature than most seven year-olds out there.”

“Alright, Ms. Mature. I’ll prepare now. Have you eaten breakfast?”

“Yup!”

“What?”

“Cereal.”

“Good girl.”

“Okay. Now go prepare. What do you want to eat?”

“Cereal’s good.”

“Be down in five.”

“Mom! Five more.”

“Okay. In ten. If not?”

“Scold me. Find me a girlfriend. Whatever.”

“I prefer the second choice.”

“Go away.”

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