They arrived at the Red Rose Hotel.
"Hey."
"Hmm?" He turned to her.
"Take care."
Erin woke up from her sleep at this time.
"Dongjoo, can you give me your phone number?" she said in a sleepy tone while taking out her cell phone.
"What do you want with it?" He asked.
"Can't I?" He laughed at her cuteness and told her his number.
Dongjoo then took his backpack and said bye.
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The hotel building is made up of a few shop houses. It was modified with the addition of hallways and small rooms. There were 5 rooms left and Dongjoo checked into one of them.
"Room 5...room 5...room 5...room 5" Dongjoo kept repeating to himself in the hallway until he reached room 5. He went in.
There was a single bed, a TV set, a cabinet, a phone and a bathroom, everything fitted perfectly in the room.
Dongjoo took a bath and laid on the bed.
"I missed you, Jangmi..."
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
An Old Story 003: After Dinner
"Why are you smiling like that?"
He was looking at her. He was spacing out into the unknown universe.
"Dongjoo!"
He still didn't answer.
"Dongjoo!!"
"Hmm? Don't need to shout, I can hear." He said softly, still looking at her as though she never shouted in his ear.
"Alen! 3 orange juice, 2 apple juice and 3 kiwi juice." Erin told Alen the orders.
"I have to help at the counter and kitchen. Where are you staying? I'll drive you there later." She said as she stood up to tidy the table.
"Erin told me there's this hotel called...what's the name...Red Rose?"
She took his cup but was stopped. He held her wrist.
"Can I have another cup?" he looked up into her eyes. They were as beautiful as it was then.
She made a face and shook her head. She took the cups away and walked into the kitchen.
He looked at her, just like he used to.
"Hey! Why are you staring at my mom like that?" Erin was standing beside him. She also handed him a bowl of noodles.
"What? What was I staring at?" Dongjoo asked innocently.
"Tell me the truth!"
"Erin, don't be rude to people. Come in here and help me a bit, pleaseee" It was already 9 but there were still customers coming in.
Pouting, Erin went to the kitchen.
"Such a cute girl" He ate the bowl of noodles and finished it fast.
He stood up and walk around the restaurant. It was basically white, with small, bright colored objects hung on the walls or put on the shelves. These include teacups, photos, saucers and even books. There was a big board on the wall that listed what the restaurant serves.
While Erin and her mom were busy, Dongjoo had a long conversation with one of the restaurant's regular customer.
The restaurant was nearly empty by 10.30pm. Erin came out of the kitchen when the customers left.
"Finally!" She exclaimed and yawned.
"Tired?" Dongjoo asked.
"Of course not. It's really cool to work in the restaurant. Everyone in school is jealous of me."
"Why is that?" Dongjoo asked the girl who is full of enthusiasm.
"Cause they don't get to work until they're 16" she said and went to tidy the books on the shelves.
"Mom told you to wait for awhile. She'll be out in 15 minutes." Erin said while rubbing her eyes.
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After awhile, she came out of the kitchen, took her green sling bag and turned off all the lights. Dongjoo was outside the shop, lighting a smoke.
"You said the Red Rose Hotel?" she asked while locking up the door.
"Yes." He immediately threw his cigarette into a bin.
"Get in." she said as she heads for the driver's seat, Erin in the backseat.
He was looking at her. He was spacing out into the unknown universe.
"Dongjoo!"
He still didn't answer.
"Dongjoo!!"
"Hmm? Don't need to shout, I can hear." He said softly, still looking at her as though she never shouted in his ear.
"Alen! 3 orange juice, 2 apple juice and 3 kiwi juice." Erin told Alen the orders.
"I have to help at the counter and kitchen. Where are you staying? I'll drive you there later." She said as she stood up to tidy the table.
"Erin told me there's this hotel called...what's the name...Red Rose?"
She took his cup but was stopped. He held her wrist.
"Can I have another cup?" he looked up into her eyes. They were as beautiful as it was then.
She made a face and shook her head. She took the cups away and walked into the kitchen.
He looked at her, just like he used to.
"Hey! Why are you staring at my mom like that?" Erin was standing beside him. She also handed him a bowl of noodles.
"What? What was I staring at?" Dongjoo asked innocently.
"Tell me the truth!"
"Erin, don't be rude to people. Come in here and help me a bit, pleaseee" It was already 9 but there were still customers coming in.
Pouting, Erin went to the kitchen.
"Such a cute girl" He ate the bowl of noodles and finished it fast.
He stood up and walk around the restaurant. It was basically white, with small, bright colored objects hung on the walls or put on the shelves. These include teacups, photos, saucers and even books. There was a big board on the wall that listed what the restaurant serves.
While Erin and her mom were busy, Dongjoo had a long conversation with one of the restaurant's regular customer.
The restaurant was nearly empty by 10.30pm. Erin came out of the kitchen when the customers left.
"Finally!" She exclaimed and yawned.
"Tired?" Dongjoo asked.
"Of course not. It's really cool to work in the restaurant. Everyone in school is jealous of me."
"Why is that?" Dongjoo asked the girl who is full of enthusiasm.
"Cause they don't get to work until they're 16" she said and went to tidy the books on the shelves.
"Mom told you to wait for awhile. She'll be out in 15 minutes." Erin said while rubbing her eyes.
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After awhile, she came out of the kitchen, took her green sling bag and turned off all the lights. Dongjoo was outside the shop, lighting a smoke.
"You said the Red Rose Hotel?" she asked while locking up the door.
"Yes." He immediately threw his cigarette into a bin.
"Get in." she said as she heads for the driver's seat, Erin in the backseat.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
An Old Story 002: A Conversation
Mom sat down at his table as I went to the kitchen. I couldn't hear what they are doing.
How did mom know that guy? But then, she was from Korea. Now that I think of it, he looks really familiar.
Oops! I took the cocoa powder! Aish, I drifted away again.
"Looks like someone isn't paying any attention!"
I turned to my right to see Alen being scolded by the cook, Fakri. I guess he burnt the egg again.
I served the coffee to mom and Dongjoo. I think I heard him saying becoming a producer?
"Erin, could you come here and teach him how to cook an egg?"
"Coming." Looks like Fakri still has a few dishes to prepare while Alen was panicking with the salt.
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"Long time no see. So...how are you?" Dongjoo said with a weak smile.
"I'm good. I've open my own restaurant. You? Is it tough in the industry?" She asked with a worry tone.
"I'm still doing okay. I get to pay my bills on time. I'm starting to aim for producer."
"That's good, I guess" She was very quiet.
"Seohyun, I hope you don't mind me asking, Erin..." She shook her head and sipped her coffee.
"Erin's my adopted daughter. I saw the news, your getting married huh? Congratulations! I'm happy for you.
"To tell you the truth, I don't even have a girlfriend. The beautiful girl you saw was an arrangement by my parents. They said I was too immersed in my career and should get married. Omma dragged me to blind dates. I was very busy and told them to choose the girl they like. But I never knew they were going to arrange a marriage. Mianhae, I talked too much."
She laughed. "I guess you feel lighter now that you've talked about it."
He smiled brightly while looking at her.
How did mom know that guy? But then, she was from Korea. Now that I think of it, he looks really familiar.
Oops! I took the cocoa powder! Aish, I drifted away again.
"Looks like someone isn't paying any attention!"
I turned to my right to see Alen being scolded by the cook, Fakri. I guess he burnt the egg again.
I served the coffee to mom and Dongjoo. I think I heard him saying becoming a producer?
"Erin, could you come here and teach him how to cook an egg?"
"Coming." Looks like Fakri still has a few dishes to prepare while Alen was panicking with the salt.
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"Long time no see. So...how are you?" Dongjoo said with a weak smile.
"I'm good. I've open my own restaurant. You? Is it tough in the industry?" She asked with a worry tone.
"I'm still doing okay. I get to pay my bills on time. I'm starting to aim for producer."
"That's good, I guess" She was very quiet.
"Seohyun, I hope you don't mind me asking, Erin..." She shook her head and sipped her coffee.
"Erin's my adopted daughter. I saw the news, your getting married huh? Congratulations! I'm happy for you.
"To tell you the truth, I don't even have a girlfriend. The beautiful girl you saw was an arrangement by my parents. They said I was too immersed in my career and should get married. Omma dragged me to blind dates. I was very busy and told them to choose the girl they like. But I never knew they were going to arrange a marriage. Mianhae, I talked too much."
She laughed. "I guess you feel lighter now that you've talked about it."
He smiled brightly while looking at her.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
An Old Story 001: The Meeting
He was wearing casual clothes. Comparing him to the other guys in suits rushing about, he's really good-looking. I guess he's a tourist.
I couldn't stop looking at him.
"Erin! Snap out of it!" I slapped myself before I started daydreaming.
But does he know that he's been walking in circles? Should I offer to help? But mom said I'm such a busybody and I have to finish the food delivering too.
"Umm...hello. Could you help me a bit?" It was a deep voice. There was a very strong accent too. I looked up...it's him! Whoa...he's tall too.
"I believe I'm lost."
"Umm...where do you want to go?" I asked as I took a step back, suddenly remembering about the recent cases of foreigners kidnapping girls. You can never be too sure, right?
"Well, I don't quite know. Is there any place that I can stay? Since it's getting late."
He seemed harmless, maybe he's really lost.
"There's a hotel just a street away. I think it's called Red Rose Hotel."
"Thanks." He then walked away.
Now, for the delivery. Mrs Kwan, 7th Street...
"Sorry to bother."
"Hmm?" It was him again. Wasn't he going to the hotel?
"Where can I try some good food? Please? I'll treat you for troubling you." Is he giving puppy eyes?!
"You can come to my mom's place. It's just around the corner. I have to do some delivery, bye" It's getting late, I hope Mrs Kwan won't be angry. Her house was 2 blocks away. I ran as fast as I could but I was 5 minutes late. She paid me only after her 10-minutes-lecture. I looked at my watch. It was 7.15pm. I looked up, the moon was out early. There was a figure in front of me too. Him again....he's getting creepy...
"Don't you have anything else to do?" I asked him as my eyes were searching for an escape route, just in case.
"I have nothing to do. I didn't get to say thank you. Anyway, I'll treat you. Lead the way, miss... What's your name?"
"Erin. You?" Well, starting a conversation wasn't bad since it's a long walk.
"Miss Erin, I'm Dongjoo. Just wondering, is there curry around here?"
What? Why then sudden question about curry?
"Curry? Yeah, there is. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Korea."
"That's a coincidence. My mom's from Korea too. But she doesn't have an accent like yours. Where did you learn English?"
"I went to America for a few years."
"I think you need to practice more." Oops...my sarcastic mouth...
He chuckled.
We walked for about 15 minutes until we reached Jasmine Restaurant. My mom single-handedly started this restaurant and she was really proud of it.
"Mom! I'm home!"
"Sweetie, why are you late? Just wait awhile, I'll be out in a minute."
I took the menu and passed it to Dongjoo. I guess mom's really busy in the kitchen.
"Sweetie, what took you so long? You made me worry."
"Mom, this guy here got lost. He felt hungry and I brought him here. He's from Korea too!"
"Who is it?" She came out of the kitchen holding an empty tray.
"Dongjoo?!" She looked really surprised.
"Yeobo?" Dongjoo murmured.
"Mom, you know him? Why is he calling you yeobo?" I looked at her but she seemed...
"Erin, why don't you go get some coffee for us. Thanks."
"Okay..." I replied and went to the kitchen.
HAHA @_@
Yeobo--여보--darling/honey
I couldn't stop looking at him.
"Erin! Snap out of it!" I slapped myself before I started daydreaming.
But does he know that he's been walking in circles? Should I offer to help? But mom said I'm such a busybody and I have to finish the food delivering too.
"Umm...hello. Could you help me a bit?" It was a deep voice. There was a very strong accent too. I looked up...it's him! Whoa...he's tall too.
"I believe I'm lost."
"Umm...where do you want to go?" I asked as I took a step back, suddenly remembering about the recent cases of foreigners kidnapping girls. You can never be too sure, right?
"Well, I don't quite know. Is there any place that I can stay? Since it's getting late."
He seemed harmless, maybe he's really lost.
"There's a hotel just a street away. I think it's called Red Rose Hotel."
"Thanks." He then walked away.
Now, for the delivery. Mrs Kwan, 7th Street...
"Sorry to bother."
"Hmm?" It was him again. Wasn't he going to the hotel?
"Where can I try some good food? Please? I'll treat you for troubling you." Is he giving puppy eyes?!
"You can come to my mom's place. It's just around the corner. I have to do some delivery, bye" It's getting late, I hope Mrs Kwan won't be angry. Her house was 2 blocks away. I ran as fast as I could but I was 5 minutes late. She paid me only after her 10-minutes-lecture. I looked at my watch. It was 7.15pm. I looked up, the moon was out early. There was a figure in front of me too. Him again....he's getting creepy...
"Don't you have anything else to do?" I asked him as my eyes were searching for an escape route, just in case.
"I have nothing to do. I didn't get to say thank you. Anyway, I'll treat you. Lead the way, miss... What's your name?"
"Erin. You?" Well, starting a conversation wasn't bad since it's a long walk.
"Miss Erin, I'm Dongjoo. Just wondering, is there curry around here?"
What? Why then sudden question about curry?
"Curry? Yeah, there is. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Korea."
"That's a coincidence. My mom's from Korea too. But she doesn't have an accent like yours. Where did you learn English?"
"I went to America for a few years."
"I think you need to practice more." Oops...my sarcastic mouth...
He chuckled.
We walked for about 15 minutes until we reached Jasmine Restaurant. My mom single-handedly started this restaurant and she was really proud of it.
"Mom! I'm home!"
"Sweetie, why are you late? Just wait awhile, I'll be out in a minute."
I took the menu and passed it to Dongjoo. I guess mom's really busy in the kitchen.
"Sweetie, what took you so long? You made me worry."
"Mom, this guy here got lost. He felt hungry and I brought him here. He's from Korea too!"
"Who is it?" She came out of the kitchen holding an empty tray.
"Dongjoo?!" She looked really surprised.
"Yeobo?" Dongjoo murmured.
"Mom, you know him? Why is he calling you yeobo?" I looked at her but she seemed...
"Erin, why don't you go get some coffee for us. Thanks."
"Okay..." I replied and went to the kitchen.
HAHA @_@
Yeobo--여보--darling/honey
Sunday, June 5, 2011
无聊的时候。。。
以下是前几个月写的。。。
华文还是很差。。。呵呵
*修改了一点点~*
甲神经：我很想写故事！
乙神经：那动笔写啦！
甲神经：我没有灵感！
乙神经：那我也不知道要怎么帮你。
甲神经：帮我啦！
乙神经：好啦！有一天，你看到一位样子很熟悉的陌生人，你会做什么呢？
甲神经：给我那么奇怪的，怎么接？
乙神经：你自己帮自己咯。
甲神经：等等，让我想一想。。。
乙神经：我先去睡了。你想到了才叫我吧！
华文还是很差。。。呵呵
*修改了一点点~*
甲神经：我很想写故事！
乙神经：那动笔写啦！
甲神经：我没有灵感！
乙神经：那我也不知道要怎么帮你。
甲神经：帮我啦！
乙神经：好啦！有一天，你看到一位样子很熟悉的陌生人，你会做什么呢？
甲神经：给我那么奇怪的，怎么接？
乙神经：你自己帮自己咯。
甲神经：等等，让我想一想。。。
乙神经：我先去睡了。你想到了才叫我吧！
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