밤이 깊었네.... 술김에 ~ It's Late at Night, and I'm Tipsy

For once, Tinder actually threw something interesting at me. That picture... he looked so condescendingly smug that I immediately wanted to slap him. I flipped through the pictures, rolling my eyes. One picture of his face and one of him reading a book at a picnic table, his shirt not quite buttons. A tattoo flirted st the edge of his collar, and another decorated his bared forearm, strongly delicate beneath his rolled up sleeves. There were 8 other photos - all memes. Idly, I scrolled down to the bio. "If you think your memes are better than mine... Fight Me." it read. The competitiveness in my heart swole, and I started to swipe right. Wait.... if he never liked me, he wouldn't see it. And I REALLY wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. I swiped up, and waited.

"Heechul likes you too! Send a message now?"

I immediately felt annoyed that I had used a super like when he had already liked me. Ugh. But I typed a message out quickly, and pressed send.

Holly: My memes are better than your memes."

The response was almost immediate.

Heechul: You're going down. Switch to Kakao?"