3》the love life--or the lack of it

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"You know, I've been telling you the crappiness of Hwang Minhyun but never once did you tell me about your love life."

"Hello to you too, Minki. And it's so nice to hear that you have the ability to be sober past nine PM."

"Your. Love. Life."

"Demanding, are we? And besides, I didn't talk about it because it's weird to bring up one's love story--or the lack of it--on the phone when the person on the other end keeps babbling on about their ex. How's Minhyun, by the way? You never told me how the convo with him ended yesterday. I texted but you didn't answer. I feel so humiliated."

"Minhyun was being Minhyun. He always had the ability to make me act like a fool--Oooh, Jonghyun, I know what games you're playing right now."

"Fortnite?"

"You are really playing that? No, silly, you wanted me to keep talking so you don't have to talk."

"Well, it looks like I've been caught."

"Red handed."

"Actually, it's blue. My hands are blue since I painted--"

"Jonghyun."

"--Riiiight. My love life. Where should I start?"

"You could start with your boyfriend."

"Boyf--Ha! You wouldn't know him, but his name is Kang Dongho."

"And what's he like?"

"Tall, muscular, burly... The likes. You get the idea."

"Ooof. From our convos I always pegged you as someone who would've fall for the dainty types. Not the muscular types."

"Wait what, you assume my type through our conversations when you were drunk?"

"What can I say? I'm a professional drunk-er."

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