You’re not stupid. You have morals.
 
 Ari:
 
 But WHY?
 
 Farrow:
 
 She thinks he likes me too much.
 
 Farrow:
 
 I bet she’s worried I’ll steal his sperm while I tidy up his bedroom.
 
 Ari:
 
 I mean… is that completely off the table?
 
 Ari:
 
 He IS hot. LOL.
 
 Farrow:
 
 Bitch, I would birth the next grim reaper or something. The man is lethal.
 
 Farrow:
 
 But enough about my glamorous life.
 
 Farrow:
 
 What are you doing with your life?
 
 Ari:
 
 Choosing catering for my wedding next summer.
 
 Farrow:
 
 Wish I could be there. I miss Seoul.
 
 Ari:
 
 Seoul misses you.
 
 Farrow:
 
 Come visit soon.
 
 Ari:
 
 Promise. <3
 
 Itook the egg hurled at my temple as a sign from God that I’d made the right decision signing my soul over to Zachary Sun.
 
 If anything, kicking my step-monsters out of Dad’s home would give me some much-needed peace and quiet.
 
 Reggie’s wails boomed from the kitchen into the entryway. “I think I’m having a panic attack.”