God gave him everything, except my phone number

"I am not going to repeat myself for the third time Hannie. Wear something nice and sexy..."
"Nice and sexy? How is that a combination?" Interrupted him yet, I couldn't care less.
"Hot and sexy. Repaint either your face or nails, that will do."
My laugh cannot be controlled, "Hahahah, nails or face?"
"Uhm, you won't have much time," he stood up. I blinked and he is already at the door. Huh? "Pick just one, I mean both of those require remake. They wouldn't mind a little attention from you, Hannie."
"Where are you goin'?" I needed to ask.
"To work?" Now the smile again, so foxy but cute. "8pm sharp!" and the door closed.
What?
Should I think about going?
"Do not think of betraying me," Hyunjin's body leaning at the doorframe.
"Why are you still here?"
"Haahhah," Hyunjin leaned hanging by his hands into the room space. "Hot and sexy, hair or nails and rap better!"
And he left briskly.
"HYUNJIN?!" I screamed loudly for him to hear.
Nothing-
Gone.
What was that? "Rap better- ," murmuring as I wrote him a message.