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Title: The Ramen Timer Genre: Slice-of-life, Fluff

Setting: A cramped, warm one-room officetel in Seoul. 11:00 PM.

Characters:

Scene:

Hae-in walks in without knocking. She holds a bag of shrimp crackers.

Hae-in: “You forgot your keys again.” Don't put the whole story in one place

Ji-woo: (Not looking up from her tablet) “I didn’t forget. I just... wanted you to have to come save me.”

Hae-in freezes. A timer for ramen goes off in the kitchen.

Hae-in: “That’s a weird way to say you miss me.”

Ji-woo: (Finally looks up, eyes soft) “Is it weird?”

Hae-in sits down on the floor next to Ji-woo’s bed. She pulls the ramen towards them, handing Ji-woo the plastic fork.

Hae-in: “If you keep saying things like that, I’m going to start believing you mean it.” Thus, the shift toward realistic amateur content

Ji-woo: “What if I do mean it?”

Silence. The steam from the ramen fogs up Hae-in’s glasses. She takes them off.

Hae-in: “Then eat your noodles before they get cold. We can talk about it after.”

Ji-woo: “Or... we can share the noodles and pretend this conversation already happened.”

Hae-in laughs. She pulls Ji-woo’s blanket over both of their shoulders.

Hae-in: “Fine. But you’re doing the dishes.”