TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR | Bobby & Stephanie
The last class of the day is always the hardest to get through, and for Stephanie, Fridays just happened to finish at five-thirty. It was all well and good to have her most interesting class on a Friday afternoon, but at that hour, she had one thing on her mind, and one thing only: food. To her classmate beside her, she pulled a face and groaned.
"At least you're done for the day," he said, laughing. "I still have one more class to go." Very dramatically, Stephanie sighed, putting a consoling hand on his shoulder.
"May the force be with you, young Padawan."
"You're so weird. Do all Americans act like you do?"
"Only the beautiful ones, yeah. See you on Monday," she said, grinning and sticking out her tongue.
As she left the campus, Stephanie rubbed her stomach, aware of her hunger. Already she dreaded the thought of having to cook herself a meal, or to make-do with yesterday's Chinese take-out, and vowed to find an alternative.
When she had come to Hongdae, Stephanie had been sure she would be missing New York. The streets of Hongdae were no Manhattan and Brooklyn -- that much was clear on her first day. And yet here she was, so carefree, so happy, in a country she was hardly familiar with. She, in the short time she had been living here, had settled in well (well, she liked to think so anyway).
But for some reason, today was different. Something about today had reminded her about the charm of New York, a charm she missed. Maybe it was because it was a Friday -- Fridays were always her favourite days back home. Maybe she should have an American-esque meal tonight, something that wasn't rice, or noodles. Pizza? No. Fried chicken! But did she have the dough for fried chicken? She'd spent a bit too much at the bar the other night, and she had no idea how much she had left in her wallet.
And then suddenly, the realisation of the current date made her stop, much to the dismay of other pedestrians. Today was the ninth, and the ninth meant that Tony -- that balding idiot, Tony -- had left her a little big present in her bank account. She bowed apologetically to the people she had startled with her abrupt halt, before walking off with a slight spring in her step and a wide grin. And KFC was just a couple blocks away from her apartment. Fried chicken, here I come!