Blue Like The Moonlight
They're prettier than he remembered.
Erin heard the latter's fingers tap away again and sighed. Play along, it is. "Japan, China, or Korea?"
"Hm?" Uriel furrowed his brows, before his lips curled into a small 'o.' "Oh. I'm South Korean. I live in Japan though. The money's much better here." Erin did his highly eloquent, highly comprehensive signature nod in response.
"Must be nice," he hummed.
"The best. I can tell you're South Korean, too. Let me guess, Busan?" Uriel teased, detecting a slight accent. Immediately, Erin frowned, body tensing up in discomfort. Let this be Exhibit B.
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