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edit:this part used to be quite offensive!! asked a lot of my east and south east asian friends before I posted it, and although none of them were offended by the term, I understand that some are. Happy reading!
She stomped in, singing a song in Korean so terribly, I couldn't understand it all.

"Dude, I told you to stop trying to be an idol."

"It's fun though. I want to be a cool Asian like you."

"I can't even speak Korean, so you can't call me one."

"But you're still Asian, Meg," She pouted.

For her amusement, I pretended to hold a microphone and sing silently.

"That's funny." I smiled.

"Can I have tea please?"

"Okay-"

"Two sugars!" She said, and invited herself to our sofa.

Marley just recently got new furniture.

I mean, fourteen kids.

Soon enough the place will be covered in chalk and puke marks.

I can imagine it.

Well, when I started to heat the milk, Emma turned on our 40" TV, and put on Spongebob, my favourite show.

"Hey, don't watch without me!" I said, leaving the tea heating and coming to join her.

"Oh, do you want to see my new phone?" I asked Emma.

"Oh, yeah! Show me!"

I jumped off the sofa and sprinted to my room, grabbing my phone from the mattress.

"Look." I said, throwing it to her.

"Ooh, which phone?"

"iPhone 4S, cool, right?"

"It's better than nothing. I like Samsung more."

"Lol, okay." I teased.