"Hey, it's me again, Mark. Hope you're okay without me. Don't worry though, I'll be back soon! I want to see your smile . I have to keep relying on this picture you sent a month ago."
His messages were so heartwarming. It made me miss him more. Mark is none other than my wonderful handsome smart talented boyfriend. I'm a lucky girl, I know. His family went back to Korea, where Mark's parents were from. I guess they had to bring him, too. Well, whatever, he'll be back soon. I've been so bored lately, I even started chewing on popsicle sticks. I couldn't even sleep without thinking about him. Darn, I'm too obsessive aren't I? Geez, I wonder how he thinks of me. I must be that really obsessed girlfriend all his friends know about! I'll just act all casual when he gets back. Yes, that will be natural.
I woke to the sound of birds chirping and the curtains slightly opened with a figure standing there, looking outside. I sat up and wiped my eyes, still trying to see who it was. Then the image became clearer. It was a short haired male in a fluffy white sweater, turning to meet my eyes. It was my prince. Mark.
"So what do you want for breakfast? Eggs? Waffles? Pancakes? I make some nice pancakes." He said, as we walked down the stairs holding hands. I laughed. "Mark, it's fine. My mom can make us something when she wakes up. He shook his head and insisted he cooked, as he wanted to be a polite guest. I sat down on the table as Mark placed a plate of steaming eggs in front of me smiling proudly. I gasped in surprise. He grinned, and went back into the kitchen again. I guess this wasn't it. After a couple of seconds, Mark came out with a large bowl of....RAMEN!!
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A Million Ways To Love You | there's no plot.
Romance✩ ✦ ✯~ "I love life." -Something I never thought. And I'll tell you why, because it will be good if someone knows why I'm leaving. I'll miss him. More than I should. But it's just fate of art. Not 'state of the art', but fate...
