Feasted on Korean BBQ, BUFFFFFFFETTTTTTT. Not much variety but heck, it is still Korean food.
Arthur: “Hey Amanda, I grabbed you more Korean pancakes. These are the last of it.”
“How did you know that I love Korean pancakes?”
“Your plate were full of them.”
I only had a few pieces. Not much but he actually notice it.
Arthur doesn’t like to give a shit. He despises everything. He hates on everything. He entertains himself like a kid with almost anything.
Can we all pause whatever we are doing and take a moment to realize how pretty lucky I am. Please keep on sending sweet men towards me.
Even after all the crappy things i said about him (eventhough i didn't mean it; blame the alcohol).