If he had to put it simply, Matthew was bored. The other guys were busy with their own endeavours, although he had a feeling that Hiro was still sleeping off a hangover from three nights ago, and so he’d been left to entertain himself. Usually, it wasn’t too difficult - Seoul was full of cafes and shops after all, and he had all the time and money in the world, but on that specific day he was waiting for a visitor. He’d been waiting to sell the bike for quite a long time, knowing that it would have been a shame to simply throw out the limited edition design, but few people had the appreciation for it.
“But she could hurry up,” he sighed to himself, sitting on the couch with a box of italian cookies. He was situated in the middle of Cheongdamdong, living alone in one of the high rise penthouses aside from a small, white puppy. “I should charge her extra for waiting time,” he mumbled, picking up the small animal, “Isn’t that right, Princess?”