Friday, so it is.... [ A hand to his head. ] The... the 30th? I thought Friday was the 28th. [ He shakes it off. ]
Luckily, Korea, you are the furthest thing from my mother. My mother would have ripped your arms off and beaten you to death with them, all while screaming like a banshee covered in blue. Now-- [ A look. ]
I'm not going to marry anyone, I'm going to find a way out of this miserable place. [ A snort, though he smiles just a little at that. ] Well. [ Then scowls. ] That'll prove to be annoying. Have you found a place to stay yet?
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Luckily, Korea, you are the furthest thing from my mother. My mother would have ripped your arms off and beaten you to death with them, all while screaming like a banshee covered in blue. Now-- [ A look. ]
I'm not going to marry anyone, I'm going to find a way out of this miserable place. [ A snort, though he smiles just a little at that. ] Well. [ Then scowls. ] That'll prove to be annoying. Have you found a place to stay yet?