Youngjae pulled down her Chanel sunglasses and turned up her nose at the taller male before her. “Well before you cut me in line, I was trying to look at the ice cream menu to see what flavor I wanted. Rude.”
{ ⌛ } Tilting his head away from the girl, clearly uninterested in her answer to a rhetorical question, he scoffed. "Right, well I didn't realize this was 3rd grade, who gets in their feelings over cutting in line? And if ya had made up your mind, then you would be ordering right about now, wouldn't ya?" With that, he turned his attention to the four year old girl whose hand was nestled snuggly in his. And while he would have been more than happy to order for her, her English was still more prominent than her Korean. Relaying her desire for a cotton candy ice cream cone to the server, he waited and paid, placing the ice cream in the girl's hand. "Let's hope ya know what ya want now," he muttered under his breath in regards to the woman that had made a comment to him before.