Should have listened to my intuition when it told me not to leave Seoul, to contact KaJin, see what she was up to. Around 11:30 I noticed I had a missed call from a couple of hours before… KaJin! So I call… “Bryan! I’m in Hongdae. Where are you?”

“Pocheon. But I was in Seoul… before.”

“I’m drunk!” The sound of a motorcycle. Conversation terminated.

Ah, sorry I missed it, but I’ve gotten so used to seeing her once a month that going back to every weekend would be a bit strange. Don’t know if I could handle it… yet.

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