Dear Seokjin,
You saw me scrunch up my face after having my first sip of the coffee you made me and asked whether it tasted bad. You said that if was bad, you would make me another one.
I shook my head and just said I was getting used to the bitterness of coffee because I don't drink it often. It wasn't a lie, but frankly I just don't like coffee.
You offered me a few sugar packets and some semi-skimmed milk for my drink, but I told you that I was going to be a real man and drink it black.
I'm sure you enjoyed seeing me make those weird facial expressions.
You're welcome, Seokjin.
And thanks for the coffee.
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