Hours had passed and the stories were coming to an end with Kwan flustered with the tales being told.
"Man, you were a fu-!. You were a riot!" Byung teased him, stopping himself from cursing.
"Kwan! How did you end up this way? Who hurt you?" Cho further teased but he came with laughter.
"I should be on my way." Said Mrs. Kwog. This made Byung and Cho sad, they wanted to hear more about their family, most especially Kwan and his siblings. What they had taken from the story was Kwan was the last of 4 children, he had a thing for attention, borderline obsession if you will.
He was your every day brat. The description Mrs. Kwog gave greatly differed from the Kwan they had come to know and love over the years, making it all the more intriguing.
The day went by quite fast, one would not think it possible to be this absorbed in a story but it was and Mrs. Kwog was correct, it had gotten late with the sun already descending.
I apologize for the hiatus!