
krystal laughed out loud at her friend’s exclamation. it was so good to know someone so unapologetic in her disapproval of childish behavior from others. so many would attempt to make excuses for a stranger but mijoo held no punches, immediately calling out the actions of the man in krys’ story, who’d made a sorry attempt to hit on her― and it was something she appreciated greatly.
“god, that’s what i was thinking too. it gets worse though,” she quipped, her voice slipping into that xoxo gossip girl kind of tone as she continued. “here i’m trying to walk away, right? and he starts calling after me that he could make me famous.” recalling it made her snort again, too amused by how ridiculous a claim the stranger had made. “so, clearly he had no idea who i was. i see that guy outside my favorite café all the time, this is just the first time he’s spoken to me. wonder if he’s as gross with all the girls that walk by or he’s just a creep that got bold. either way, i couldn’t believe the nerve.”