HERSHE - SEULRENE

SR - Breakfast

Seulgi discreetly peeked from the door entrance, couldn't believe Irene is really there.

From her view in the hallway, Seulgi can see Irene's back. She pulled away her sleeve to look at her wristwatch. It's only 7:07 am. She wonders what time Irene arrived.

She peeked through the door again, observing Irene who is browsing something on the internet. She's wearing a black blouse and her hair isn't tied today.

Seulgi sighed. She thinks she could do that all day without complaint, just looking at Irene's back and observing her like that.

Irene moved to her left to check on something. Seulgi immediately hid beside the door, afraid that she'll get caught peeking.

Seulgi checked the time. It's already 7:11 am. She'll be dead if Irene won't see her by 7:15 am.

She entered the door slowly, tiptoeing. Although she knows that her sneakers won't make any annoying sound on the carpeted floor, she's still afraid to create anything that could catch Irene's attention. The idea of being along with Irene today somehow frightens her. She'd love to spend time with Irene but she doesn't know how to start a conversation.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Irene's irritated tone echoed.

Seulgi turned nervously. "Uh... hi..."

"Did it not occur to you that I can hear every movement you make? It's just the two of us here."

"Uh... yeah... well..."

"It's almost 7:15 now, how long are you planning to make me wait?"

"Uh... I'm just dropping my things in my station..."

"Make it quick."

"Yes, ma'am!" Seulgi hurried to her department.

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The pantry looks more vibrant today because no one is there yet to disturb their little date. They settled on one table and sat facing each other.

"Hmm, what did you bring today?" asked Seulgi, curiously looking at the lunchbox in front of her.

"My mom prepared jajangmyeon and omelet." Irene opened the covers.

"Woooow! I'm so famished now!" Seulgi clapped.

"I'm hungry too. I hope you'll like it."

Seulgi picked up one omelet with her fork. She raised her eyebrows after a bite. "Mmm, this is good! Your mom sure knows how to cook."

"Now, that's what you call a real breakfast."

"How about you, do you cook?" asked Seulgi as she resumes eating.

Irene picked something for herself too. "A bit, but I find it tiring sometimes. Was never a fan of recipe books."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just don't enjoy cooking. It's too boring for me."

"You don't have plans of cooking for future hubby?"

"Well, I might change my mind. I don't know yet. But right now, I really don't want to," said Irene, taking another bite of the food. "I always imagined myself being paired with someone who loves to cook."

Seulgi abruptly stopped whatever she's doing and stared at Irene.

"What?" asked Irene.

"I just... I just love the food." Seulgi resumes eating. "So, it's the end of the year this weekend. What are your plans?"