So it’s a brand new day but it’s winter in my heart because I’m still an errand boy.
Looks like I have to continue my tale of The Cold Hot CEO and the Errand Boy Girl till I get to that rooftop. Sigh
I sift through the shirts in Cold Hot CEO’s closet. I wonder what his name is. Hm. You know what? I don’t care. He’s just Cold Hot CEO to me. Romeo said, “What’s in a name?” Or was it Juliet? Whatever.
I pick a black tanktop and pass it to him. It’s cut off at the slopes of the shoulders. There’s a reason why I picked it. Seo Inguk wore one in The Smile Has Left Your Eyes and that’s when Jinkang’s eyes fell on 1. his biceps, and 2. the scar. Obviously she’d look at his biceps first. They’re way more important than the scar.
I wonder if my hot CEO has biceps. I look at him with my shy Candy eyes. I pinch my cheeks to make them blush. I can’t blush, see. My skin’s so thick and leathery from the sun and rain and hailstones I can’t even feel it anymore. Sometimes I can’t feel my legs too.
But enough about me.
He’s lying flat out on the bed. He’s still in that towel. But it’s dry as a bone. He spent two hours running, for crying out loud. He’s adorable. Pretending to be scared and all. So I just played along. “You can run but you can’t h-i-d-eeee!” I chanted. For two hours solid. After a while, he just stopped. He couldn’t outrun me. C’mon, these legs of mine are cast in iron. They are forged in the Fires of Errand boy Hell.
His eyes are staring at the ceiling. They’re kind of glazed. I know he can’t bear to look at me. Because he doesn’t want me to see the pain in his eyes. He’s crazy about me, but he can’t let me see it.
“Babe,” I say in my sweet, soft Candy voice. ‘Put this on.”
He keeps staring at the ceiling. He looks defeated.
“It’s okay, babe,” I nod, like a twelve-year-old, cute and trusting. “We’ll find a way. They can’t keep us apart.” Though I have no idea who “they”
is, it just sounds like something I should say. All dramas have that line, except it’s the guy who says it. But my guy is so sad with longing for me I figure I’ll say it for him this one time.
“C’mon, babe. Wear it. You don’t want to catch a chill now.” His biceps are turning purple. “Oh, I get it.” I roll my eyes cutely. “You want me to wear it for you, so I can put my arms around you, and you can look down into my eyes, and I can look up into yours, and you can dip down your head, and I can close my eyes, and you can lean in, and – ”
“I’LL WEAR IT!!!!” Holy shit. He yelled so loud I jumped. I’m so shocked I jump like six feet in the air, instead of tottering back a few steps cutely, like a little kid. “I’LL WEAR THE DAMN SHIRT OKAY JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!”
He’s snapping.
He can’t take this anymore.
It’s us against them.
They can’t keep us apart.
Hm.
A thought just occurred to me.
Why are they keeping us apart?
Every drama has a reason.
I just have to work out what it is.
Maybe I’ll just ask him.
“Babe.”
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!”
I ignore him. It’s a good thing I’ve seen it all in my dramas. The foul temper, the tongue lashing. Why, in the old dramas, the guy even slaps the girl, just to make her hate him! And sometimes he makes her lip bleed!!!
It used to drive me so mad. Like who in hell slaps a girl he loves until she bleeds? Even though he does it with tears in his eyes. Me, I’d just punch him back square in the face and gorge his eyes out and get myself another guy who’s not an abuser.
“Babe.” This time, my voice is a bit meaner, maybe it’s because I just thought about that slap in Glory of the Family. “Why do they want to keep us apart?”
He stiffens, and this time he looks at me. Like really looks.
He blinks.
I think we’re having another MOMENT.
When he speaks, he’s kind of whispering. I guess it’s because he’s got so emotional just connecting with me. Our eyes holding, like Jaewook and Minyoung in Her Private Life.
I feel goosebumps.
He gets up off his bed.
He takes one, two steps towards me.
I hold my breath.
My heart is pounding.
Another step.
A fourth.
We’re so close I can feel his warm breath on my face.
“Babe…” I whisper, and lean in to him, like that dream sequence in My Private Life on the sofa.
He leans in….
Next thing I know, I’m staggering against the wall.
“Babe!” I yell. “Wait up!”
Yeah, he just ran out.
I’m afraid for hot CEOs life too. I would be amazed if he survives with his sanity intact..errand boy girl is driving him of the roof. In my mind this is how she looks like…
Did you feel the desperation in the story? Oh yeah, I should tag mary, but I can’t find her. There’s no applebutt face in the profile images. It’s just a bunch of faceless mary’s.
Someone save poor hot cold CEO please!! I mean i’m sure he’s got a traumatic backstory already, candy is supposed to be his saviour. At this rate, YY’s candy and hot cold ceo may end up in a mental hospital. Unless…that’s the romantic happy ending you’re after?
Okay, it was all fun till I got to this part “You can run but you can’t h-i-d-eeee!”.. this.. this sent shivers down my spine! Your poor Cold-Hot CEO, my heart goes out for him!
YY, I want you to get your well deserved rooftop to rest your iron legs but….I also want you to remain in errand boyhood and be all angsty so I can read more of this disturbing but entertaining drama.
This crazy story from the villain’s point of view is both glorious and disturbing. I think there is a solid critique of kdrama tropes underneath all the sarcasm and irony.
It reminds me of what Jane Austen did in portraying her Udolpho-obsessed heroine in Northanger Abbey. Or rather the BBC film. XD
Aw, thanks. You’re sweet. You should read the comments. They’re crazy funny. They want Cold Hot CEO to keep running, think he’s gonna die soon, and some just want him to eat. I laughed until I cried. All day long.
@yyishere seriously your story and the comments is as good (IF NOT BETTER) than any drama. i am hooked. (also lololol i’m checking your status like i’m tracking christmas packages here…its gotta change soon right??????????????????)
Check out my story on my wall. I wrote it out of desperation. I need to get to that rooftop by this week. You’re all in The Sisterhood. Help me out, guys. Vote for me. I’m begging you. Please. Pretty please.
Smoking hot serial killers improve most stories. I completely agree with you @hotcocoagirl. And though I can see why @sicarius might think @yyishere is the serial killer here, it’s plain to see by her tactics that she is a fantastically delusion second lead. I’ve got my eye on @katakwasabi, who suspiciously moved nearby, and is always wearing a long black coat.
@hotcocoagirl, @sicarius,
Not only is @yyishere a Smoking Hot Serial Killer, she’s in need of a Smoking Hot Serial Noona Killer.
At this rate, the whole lot of us may have to figure out a way to stampede some fresh, unsuspecting specimens in her direction to distract her from Hot-Cold CEO, who is about to deanimate from adulation overload…
@sicarius So all I have to do is provide emotional/virtual support for all of our sisters stuck in the Errand Boy level and help them level up? right on it!
@yyishere Yknow the shocking thing I noticed? Fellow sister @snarkyjellyfish is still an errand boy like us despite that 31K likes! 😱😱😱😱 Even the beanie world is not fair.
My likes are a bad sample – I got a lot of them 2 years ago when I did my live reactions to The Liar and His Lover and was posting a lot and commenting a lot. The last year or so have been a lot quieter for me. I’ve resigned myself to Errand boy-hood as it’s been over a year now. But one day I may get to see that sunrise from a room of my own.
Hey, snarky, I really like your name. There, there. Here’s a hug. Come read my story. I had 96 likes at one point today, and I went and checked. Yup. Still an errand boy. Forever and ever. Ever and ever and ever.
Thanks. I think part of the conclusion I came to is that comments on articles/recaps etc. gets you more in terms of whatever magical points than the wall. I mostly stick to the wall because I don’t have the time for comments, which is probably why I’ve stagnated. I applaud your efforts to level up and will help in whatever way I can. I haven’t had a chance to read through your story yet – but today is a good day for procrastinating work. One errand boy girl making it to the rooftops means more hope for the rest of us in the sisterhood.
I can see him cowering behind the drapes.
I sulk a little.
I’m supposed to be the one in the drapes. Like I’m taking a nap there, tired out, and the cold hot guy walks in and then I’m stuck and I panic.
I’m not very happy, I can tell you that.
“Babe.” I say quietly.
He kind of whimpers. It’s so cute.
“Come out here, babe.”
Maybe it’s something in my voice. Or the moonlight streaming in through the window. Scrape that. There’s no moon. The drapes are pulled tight together. it’s the lights in the mansion that’s catching the glint of the samurai sword in my callused, errand boy hand. Yeah, I loved my bad guy samurai Dongmae in Mr. Sunshine. I almost cried when I found that samurai sword hanging on his wall in the bedroom.
“Babe.” My voice is starting to grow an edge. “Come out. Now. Stop playing around.” I take a step forward, and run the edge of my samurai sword along the marbled floor, and kind of drag it, the way Dongmae did, just before he fought that horrific one-man battle on the shore.
Whatever it is, he scoots out at once.
He gasps and swallows at his reflection in the chopper.
“Yeah,” I grumble. “You look messy. You’ll have to take a shower again. Seriously, you should get a new cleaner.”
He’s covered in dust.
I think for a moment.
Maybe this is the part I start dusting and cleaning like crazy, and I turn around, and see a cold can of some PPL drink on the cute round vacuum cleaner. It’s a gift from him, because he loves me so much.
I think for five minutes straight. I wonder whether he has a round vacuum cleaner. I wonder what I should name it. Something cute, like Oscar, from Secret Garden. I wonder what iced drinks he has in the fridge. My favourite is pepsi. I don’t mind coke, but pepi’s nicer. Sweeter, like me. Candy girls drink sweet candy drinks. They never ever get cavities because Candy girls are born with a natural immunity to cavities. My teeth – well, let’s just say I’m saving up. Dental care is helluva expensive, especially when you’re an errand boy girl. Thinking about cavities make my teeth ache. Shit. I can’t remember when was the last time I had a dental exam.
Nah. Not going to do cleaning-up. My back hurts. I’m missing the top skin of my soles. It’s lying in the gravel somewhere on the highway.
I walk slow mo to him. I remember to blink prettily. I flutter my eyelashes. It’s kind of hard, and I need eyedrops, cos I haven’t slept for like 48 hours straight, but hey, just looking at how adorable he is, wide eyes and all, his chest heaving with lust for me, shit, I’d go without sleep for the rest of my life.
“I’d die for you…” I croon. I make up my own song, because I can’t remember a single one right now. I hum a few strands of First Time from Winter Sonata. It’s hard, because it’s a piano piece, and there are no words. I cry a little, and he starts crying too.
Omg. How romantic is that?
I am standing in front of him.
I try my best to breathe into his hair so the wisps will flutter in the light.
“the glint of the samurai sword in my callused, errand boy hand”
I ACTUALLY ALMOST SCREAMED.
1) I want to do a reading of this. Can I? It would be so much fun. I might struggle not to laugh in the middle of it but it would be so entertaining.
2) WHY DOES THIS REMIND ME OF MY IMMORTAL BUT FOR KDRAMAS?
Erm, with the baby car pic, I think. Lol. I started yesterday. Egads started it. She talked about me being run over. That’s when I decided to write the story, just to rant, for the fun of it. Lol.
Okay, I just checked. It started with the pic of the cold hot guy with the glasses. He’s looking at his glasses and there’s manliner running down his left cheek as @ndlessjoie insists, but which I said is actually the remnants of the onions I had for lunch.That’s when the story started. Okay. I’m laughing my head off this post.
I stand on my tiptoes, and try my best to breathe through my nose, but it’s hard. On the other hand, it’s so romantic. Like he’s towering over me – he must be 182 cm, and teeny tiny little me is barely coming up to his third stack of abs from the tummy up. It’s like a scene from The Last Empress where Hyuk looms over waif-like Sunny in the half-light, his eyes drowning in pain and longing from his unrequited love for her.
I give up.
I suck in a huge gulp of air, like 24 hours of oxygen, and whoosh! I release it, right into his face.
He gags, and staggers backwards.
Oops. Maybe I should have brushed my teeth first. I had to eat onions for my lunch. I couldn’t afford ramen.
“Hey, babe.” I say, making sure I whisper. It’s hard, because when you whisper, you gotta make sure your guy knows what you’re whispering. “You’ve got dust…here…” I lift my hand and brush his hair with three fingers. Fingers are better. Lighter. More romantic. Thumbs are kind of clunky and heavy. I make sure to make contact with my fingertips. They’re even better than fingers.
He closes his eyes. Sucks in a breath.
I raise my face, and wait for it.
The Moment.
The Kiss.
Actually, to be honest, there isn’t any dust on his hair. It fell off when I was thinking about the vacuum cleaner.
Hm.
I’m still waiting.
Maybe, if I close my eyes?
I mean, he’s shy.
Well, okay.
I close my eyes, but not all the way.
I peek a little from beneath my sooty, Candy girl lashes. They twitch a little because I haven’t slept for forever.
He sighs…oh, I am melting…
He…he…
Dammit!!!
He ran off again!!!!
Purely from a writer’s point of view: Adding an Errand Girl second lead who feeds starving hot CEO would probably result in a love triangle with Candy Errand Girl. Thus, the second lead might be mowed down by TroD or hewn by the samurai sword at some point.
No need for food delivery. He stumbled into my rooftop and I fed him. He looked so sad. I wanted to keep him longer, but I was worried YY will barge in, run amok in my rooftop and ruin my interior. So I had to let him go. I provided him some snacks to take with him, it looks like this will be a long chase and most likely the longest day in his life. Poor hot CEO.
I’m on it, @ndlessjoie! I’ve taken a cue from The Kingston Trio’s “Charlie on the MTA” and positioned myself with SubWey sandwich in hand at the only escape route available to Hot-Cold CEO. He has to pass this point — and I’ll slip him today’s special as he gallops past.
For some reason, I think Hot-Cold CEO is humming “Born Free.” Or was it “Runaway” by Del Shannon?! He seems to be in an altered state… or under the influence of SubWey. LOL!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 6:17 PM
So it’s a brand new day but it’s winter in my heart because I’m still an errand boy.
Looks like I have to continue my tale of The Cold Hot CEO and the Errand Boy Girl till I get to that rooftop. Sigh
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 6:54 PM
Two hours later.
I sift through the shirts in Cold Hot CEO’s closet. I wonder what his name is. Hm. You know what? I don’t care. He’s just Cold Hot CEO to me. Romeo said, “What’s in a name?” Or was it Juliet? Whatever.
I pick a black tanktop and pass it to him. It’s cut off at the slopes of the shoulders. There’s a reason why I picked it. Seo Inguk wore one in The Smile Has Left Your Eyes and that’s when Jinkang’s eyes fell on 1. his biceps, and 2. the scar. Obviously she’d look at his biceps first. They’re way more important than the scar.
I wonder if my hot CEO has biceps. I look at him with my shy Candy eyes. I pinch my cheeks to make them blush. I can’t blush, see. My skin’s so thick and leathery from the sun and rain and hailstones I can’t even feel it anymore. Sometimes I can’t feel my legs too.
But enough about me.
He’s lying flat out on the bed. He’s still in that towel. But it’s dry as a bone. He spent two hours running, for crying out loud. He’s adorable. Pretending to be scared and all. So I just played along. “You can run but you can’t h-i-d-eeee!” I chanted. For two hours solid. After a while, he just stopped. He couldn’t outrun me. C’mon, these legs of mine are cast in iron. They are forged in the Fires of Errand boy Hell.
His eyes are staring at the ceiling. They’re kind of glazed. I know he can’t bear to look at me. Because he doesn’t want me to see the pain in his eyes. He’s crazy about me, but he can’t let me see it.
“Babe,” I say in my sweet, soft Candy voice. ‘Put this on.”
He keeps staring at the ceiling. He looks defeated.
“It’s okay, babe,” I nod, like a twelve-year-old, cute and trusting. “We’ll find a way. They can’t keep us apart.” Though I have no idea who “they”
is, it just sounds like something I should say. All dramas have that line, except it’s the guy who says it. But my guy is so sad with longing for me I figure I’ll say it for him this one time.
“C’mon, babe. Wear it. You don’t want to catch a chill now.” His biceps are turning purple. “Oh, I get it.” I roll my eyes cutely. “You want me to wear it for you, so I can put my arms around you, and you can look down into my eyes, and I can look up into yours, and you can dip down your head, and I can close my eyes, and you can lean in, and – ”
“I’LL WEAR IT!!!!” Holy shit. He yelled so loud I jumped. I’m so shocked I jump like six feet in the air, instead of tottering back a few steps cutely, like a little kid. “I’LL WEAR THE DAMN SHIRT OKAY JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!”
He’s snapping.
He can’t take this anymore.
It’s us against them.
They can’t keep us apart.
Hm.
A thought just occurred to me.
Why are they keeping us apart?
Every drama has a reason.
I just have to work out what it is.
Maybe I’ll just ask him.
“Babe.”
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!”
I ignore him. It’s a good thing I’ve seen it all in my dramas. The foul temper, the tongue lashing. Why, in the old dramas, the guy even slaps the girl, just to make her hate him! And sometimes he makes her lip bleed!!!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 7:07 PM
It used to drive me so mad. Like who in hell slaps a girl he loves until she bleeds? Even though he does it with tears in his eyes. Me, I’d just punch him back square in the face and gorge his eyes out and get myself another guy who’s not an abuser.
“Babe.” This time, my voice is a bit meaner, maybe it’s because I just thought about that slap in Glory of the Family. “Why do they want to keep us apart?”
He stiffens, and this time he looks at me. Like really looks.
He blinks.
I think we’re having another MOMENT.
When he speaks, he’s kind of whispering. I guess it’s because he’s got so emotional just connecting with me. Our eyes holding, like Jaewook and Minyoung in Her Private Life.
I feel goosebumps.
He gets up off his bed.
He takes one, two steps towards me.
I hold my breath.
My heart is pounding.
Another step.
A fourth.
We’re so close I can feel his warm breath on my face.
“Babe…” I whisper, and lean in to him, like that dream sequence in My Private Life on the sofa.
He leans in….
Next thing I know, I’m staggering against the wall.
“Babe!” I yell. “Wait up!”
Yeah, he just ran out.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 7:34 PM
@mary please level up YY asap because I FEAR FOR THIS POOR BOYS LYFE someone save him please 😂😂😂😂
Kairoskat 💐
September 11, 2019 at 7:43 PM
I’m afraid for hot CEOs life too. I would be amazed if he survives with his sanity intact..errand boy girl is driving him of the roof. In my mind this is how she looks like…
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 7:49 PM
YY, you’re going to give the poor guy PTSD he will never fall in love ever again!!!!!
But her face is tanned and she’s wearing a leather jacket obviously she’s an errand girl!!!
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 4:55 AM
@sicarius,
I’ve been so traumatized by this tale of unmitigated woe that I misread PTSD as STD. Holy cow…
*twitches in a heap*
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 5:41 AM
@pakalanapikake loling at STD. Omg. You guys are killing me.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 12, 2019 at 2:19 PM
@pakalanapikake oh dear… please don’t give him an STD as well YY…
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 7:44 PM
Did you feel the desperation in the story? Oh yeah, I should tag mary, but I can’t find her. There’s no applebutt face in the profile images. It’s just a bunch of faceless mary’s.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 7:50 PM
Yes. His. In that sense it’s very well done. Forced perspective would be great on screen. Lol
Ally
September 11, 2019 at 8:38 PM
@mary, you’ve been paged STAT!
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 7:20 AM
Yoo hoo, @mary IT Goddess! Check @yyishere YY’s smoke signals. She’s desperate!
Errand boy-girl, this is for you… a couple of songs of utterly unrequited love from North Jersey’s queens of new wave, the Catholic Girls. “Desperate” (1979, finally recorded in 2006)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSIdWhBueas&list=RDWSIdWhBueas&start_radio=1&t=2
“What I Want” (1999)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYsNyS7D6WM&list=PLGImZ-GiJyui46qsq6jI2qCJiEJXE6p_G&index=14
Just the ticket for crying in your beer. 😉
parkchuna ❤️🍉
September 11, 2019 at 11:32 PM
Someone save poor hot cold CEO please!! I mean i’m sure he’s got a traumatic backstory already, candy is supposed to be his saviour. At this rate, YY’s candy and hot cold ceo may end up in a mental hospital. Unless…that’s the romantic happy ending you’re after?
WishfulToki
September 12, 2019 at 11:49 AM
Oh yes, we need character development @yyishere! What childhood trauma does hot Cold CEO have? Did you happen to meet as children?
another woodalchi nicole recruit
September 12, 2019 at 6:51 AM
i am DYING. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Beverly
September 11, 2019 at 7:39 PM
Oh, i get the tank top hint.
He’s your brother.
It’s why you both run so well.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 7:50 PM
Oh gosh… MARY! QUICK!
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 11, 2019 at 8:10 PM
This just gets better and better.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 11, 2019 at 8:09 PM
I’m surprised Cold Hot CEO doesn’t know martial arts but then again, that wouldn’t go with the guyliner image he cultivates, would it?
bbstl 🧹
September 11, 2019 at 9:59 PM
Thank you!
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 10:02 PM
Okay, it was all fun till I got to this part “You can run but you can’t h-i-d-eeee!”.. this.. this sent shivers down my spine! Your poor Cold-Hot CEO, my heart goes out for him!
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 7:23 AM
Quick! Someone nail Errand boy-girl’s sneakers to the floor so Cold-Hot CEO can make a successful getaway!
Kairoskat 💐
September 11, 2019 at 7:13 PM
YY, I want you to get your well deserved rooftop to rest your iron legs but….I also want you to remain in errand boyhood and be all angsty so I can read more of this disturbing but entertaining drama.
WishfulToki
September 11, 2019 at 7:39 PM
This crazy story from the villain’s point of view is both glorious and disturbing. I think there is a solid critique of kdrama tropes underneath all the sarcasm and irony.
It reminds me of what Jane Austen did in portraying her Udolpho-obsessed heroine in Northanger Abbey. Or rather the BBC film. XD
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 8:18 PM
I object to the word villain. I am the Candy Errand Boy Girl heroine. I am sweet and strong and driven.
WishfulToki
September 11, 2019 at 8:24 PM
My mistake – don’t run me over with Tricycle of Doom 😂😂
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 11, 2019 at 10:00 PM
TroD.
another woodalchi nicole recruit
September 12, 2019 at 6:53 AM
“I am the Candy Errand Boy Girl heroine. I am sweet and strong and driven. ” this is amazing
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 6:58 AM
Aw, thanks. You’re sweet. You should read the comments. They’re crazy funny. They want Cold Hot CEO to keep running, think he’s gonna die soon, and some just want him to eat. I laughed until I cried. All day long.
another woodalchi nicole recruit
September 12, 2019 at 7:09 AM
@yyishere seriously your story and the comments is as good (IF NOT BETTER) than any drama. i am hooked. (also lololol i’m checking your status like i’m tracking christmas packages here…its gotta change soon right??????????????????)
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 7:20 PM
Tagging all the crazy beanies out there
@egads @pakalanapikake @wishfultoki @katakwasabi @bbstl @parkchuna @ndlessjoie @outofthisworld
@coffeprince4eva @bcampbell1662
@cloggie @sicarius @azzo1 @ally-le @anothernicole
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 7:31 PM
@bea818 @oppafangirl @korfan @kiara @hebang
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 7:38 PM
@growingbeautifully @kethysk @13infamyss @hotcocoagirl
Check out my story on my wall. I wrote it out of desperation. I need to get to that rooftop by this week. You’re all in The Sisterhood. Help me out, guys. Vote for me. I’m begging you. Please. Pretty please.
Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
September 11, 2019 at 8:21 PM
Now, I only just got here… but I’ve got an idea.
Add. Smoking. Hot. Serial. Killers.
You’re welcome.
Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
September 11, 2019 at 8:21 PM
@egads will back me up
Kairoskat 💐
September 11, 2019 at 8:31 PM
I agree. Hot serial killers is a must in any drama. Make hot serial killer save hot CEO. Too much hotness and YY melts into a puddle of goo.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 8:39 PM
I thought YY WAS the smoking hot serial killer…
Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
September 11, 2019 at 8:52 PM
@sicarius imma get popcorn then cause that is the type of drama I need in my life
@katakwasabi I’m so glad we have the same drama priorities
bea
September 11, 2019 at 9:11 PM
I’ll back you up too.
But I’ll back like 99% of everything you say/think/do lol
Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
September 11, 2019 at 9:14 PM
Careful @lugirl131415 that kind of statement might make me think you’re my new minion…
bea
September 11, 2019 at 9:29 PM
@hotcocoagirl
If you didn’t leave me at the altar…..
Too bad I’m Henrietta’s now 😛
egads aka Dame Maggie
September 12, 2019 at 3:06 AM
Smoking hot serial killers improve most stories. I completely agree with you @hotcocoagirl. And though I can see why @sicarius might think @yyishere is the serial killer here, it’s plain to see by her tactics that she is a fantastically delusion second lead. I’ve got my eye on @katakwasabi, who suspiciously moved nearby, and is always wearing a long black coat.
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 7:35 AM
@hotcocoagirl, @sicarius,
Not only is @yyishere a Smoking Hot Serial Killer, she’s in need of a Smoking Hot Serial Noona Killer.
At this rate, the whole lot of us may have to figure out a way to stampede some fresh, unsuspecting specimens in her direction to distract her from Hot-Cold CEO, who is about to deanimate from adulation overload…
bbstl 🧹
September 11, 2019 at 9:46 PM
I’m voting my ass off for you!!! Jeez, didn’t you have like 56 replies to yesterday’s Part 1? This stuff is bound to start adding up … 😫
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:49 PM
Yeah…ever and forever…
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 10:04 PM
So now we’re in a sisterhood?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 10:16 PM
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Psychotic Crazy Candy Errand Boys yes.
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 10:36 PM
@sicarius So all I have to do is provide emotional/virtual support for all of our sisters stuck in the Errand Boy level and help them level up? right on it!
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 10:43 PM
Yeahp! Exactly!
13infamyss
September 12, 2019 at 5:19 AM
Thanks sister😏 for the tag. I have almost upvoted all your replies and post, Hope didn’t miss anything. Now off to backread……..
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 5:44 AM
Thanks, sister. You know something? I’m still a freaking errand boy. Unbelievable. So many upvotes and I’m still frozen?? Gah.
13infamyss
September 12, 2019 at 5:48 AM
@yyishere Yknow the shocking thing I noticed? Fellow sister @snarkyjellyfish is still an errand boy like us despite that 31K likes! 😱😱😱😱 Even the beanie world is not fair.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 5:55 AM
What???? There’s something seriously flawed here…
SnarkyJellyfish
September 12, 2019 at 6:23 AM
My likes are a bad sample – I got a lot of them 2 years ago when I did my live reactions to The Liar and His Lover and was posting a lot and commenting a lot. The last year or so have been a lot quieter for me. I’ve resigned myself to Errand boy-hood as it’s been over a year now. But one day I may get to see that sunrise from a room of my own.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 6:37 AM
@snarkyjellyfish
Hey, snarky, I really like your name. There, there. Here’s a hug. Come read my story. I had 96 likes at one point today, and I went and checked. Yup. Still an errand boy. Forever and ever. Ever and ever and ever.
SnarkyJellyfish
September 12, 2019 at 8:43 AM
Thanks. I think part of the conclusion I came to is that comments on articles/recaps etc. gets you more in terms of whatever magical points than the wall. I mostly stick to the wall because I don’t have the time for comments, which is probably why I’ve stagnated. I applaud your efforts to level up and will help in whatever way I can. I haven’t had a chance to read through your story yet – but today is a good day for procrastinating work. One errand boy girl making it to the rooftops means more hope for the rest of us in the sisterhood.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 8:58 AM
@snarkyjellyfish I am fiendishly stalking my points to check the exact moment when, if ever, it levels up.
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:01 PM
I can see him cowering behind the drapes.
I sulk a little.
I’m supposed to be the one in the drapes. Like I’m taking a nap there, tired out, and the cold hot guy walks in and then I’m stuck and I panic.
I’m not very happy, I can tell you that.
“Babe.” I say quietly.
He kind of whimpers. It’s so cute.
“Come out here, babe.”
Maybe it’s something in my voice. Or the moonlight streaming in through the window. Scrape that. There’s no moon. The drapes are pulled tight together. it’s the lights in the mansion that’s catching the glint of the samurai sword in my callused, errand boy hand. Yeah, I loved my bad guy samurai Dongmae in Mr. Sunshine. I almost cried when I found that samurai sword hanging on his wall in the bedroom.
“Babe.” My voice is starting to grow an edge. “Come out. Now. Stop playing around.” I take a step forward, and run the edge of my samurai sword along the marbled floor, and kind of drag it, the way Dongmae did, just before he fought that horrific one-man battle on the shore.
Whatever it is, he scoots out at once.
He gasps and swallows at his reflection in the chopper.
“Yeah,” I grumble. “You look messy. You’ll have to take a shower again. Seriously, you should get a new cleaner.”
He’s covered in dust.
I think for a moment.
Maybe this is the part I start dusting and cleaning like crazy, and I turn around, and see a cold can of some PPL drink on the cute round vacuum cleaner. It’s a gift from him, because he loves me so much.
I think for five minutes straight. I wonder whether he has a round vacuum cleaner. I wonder what I should name it. Something cute, like Oscar, from Secret Garden. I wonder what iced drinks he has in the fridge. My favourite is pepsi. I don’t mind coke, but pepi’s nicer. Sweeter, like me. Candy girls drink sweet candy drinks. They never ever get cavities because Candy girls are born with a natural immunity to cavities. My teeth – well, let’s just say I’m saving up. Dental care is helluva expensive, especially when you’re an errand boy girl. Thinking about cavities make my teeth ache. Shit. I can’t remember when was the last time I had a dental exam.
Nah. Not going to do cleaning-up. My back hurts. I’m missing the top skin of my soles. It’s lying in the gravel somewhere on the highway.
I walk slow mo to him. I remember to blink prettily. I flutter my eyelashes. It’s kind of hard, and I need eyedrops, cos I haven’t slept for like 48 hours straight, but hey, just looking at how adorable he is, wide eyes and all, his chest heaving with lust for me, shit, I’d go without sleep for the rest of my life.
“I’d die for you…” I croon. I make up my own song, because I can’t remember a single one right now. I hum a few strands of First Time from Winter Sonata. It’s hard, because it’s a piano piece, and there are no words. I cry a little, and he starts crying too.
Omg. How romantic is that?
I am standing in front of him.
I try my best to breathe into his hair so the wisps will flutter in the light.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 9:07 PM
“the glint of the samurai sword in my callused, errand boy hand”
I ACTUALLY ALMOST SCREAMED.
1) I want to do a reading of this. Can I? It would be so much fun. I might struggle not to laugh in the middle of it but it would be so entertaining.
2) WHY DOES THIS REMIND ME OF MY IMMORTAL BUT FOR KDRAMAS?
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:22 PM
Sure, babe. Anything for you…*candygirl giggles”
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 9:28 PM
(when did this story start. I want to make a readable transcript from the very beginning)
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:33 PM
Erm, with the baby car pic, I think. Lol. I started yesterday. Egads started it. She talked about me being run over. That’s when I decided to write the story, just to rant, for the fun of it. Lol.
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 9:40 PM
Okay I WILL go find that TAKK
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:44 PM
Okay, I just checked. It started with the pic of the cold hot guy with the glasses. He’s looking at his glasses and there’s manliner running down his left cheek as @ndlessjoie insists, but which I said is actually the remnants of the onions I had for lunch.That’s when the story started. Okay. I’m laughing my head off this post.
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 7:45 AM
@sicarius,
This shaggy dog story really did start with the blue baby car thread. That’s where YY gave the exposition about nearly getting creamed by a Jaguar driven by Hot-Cold CEO.
http://www.dramabeans.com/members/yyishere/activity/872098/#acomment-872119
FlyingTool
September 11, 2019 at 9:39 PM
“the glint of the samurai sword in my callused, errand boy hand”
The hair on my head stood on end!
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 10:08 PM
that’s when I screamed!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:19 PM
I stand on my tiptoes, and try my best to breathe through my nose, but it’s hard. On the other hand, it’s so romantic. Like he’s towering over me – he must be 182 cm, and teeny tiny little me is barely coming up to his third stack of abs from the tummy up. It’s like a scene from The Last Empress where Hyuk looms over waif-like Sunny in the half-light, his eyes drowning in pain and longing from his unrequited love for her.
I give up.
I suck in a huge gulp of air, like 24 hours of oxygen, and whoosh! I release it, right into his face.
He gags, and staggers backwards.
Oops. Maybe I should have brushed my teeth first. I had to eat onions for my lunch. I couldn’t afford ramen.
“Hey, babe.” I say, making sure I whisper. It’s hard, because when you whisper, you gotta make sure your guy knows what you’re whispering. “You’ve got dust…here…” I lift my hand and brush his hair with three fingers. Fingers are better. Lighter. More romantic. Thumbs are kind of clunky and heavy. I make sure to make contact with my fingertips. They’re even better than fingers.
He closes his eyes. Sucks in a breath.
I raise my face, and wait for it.
The Moment.
The Kiss.
Actually, to be honest, there isn’t any dust on his hair. It fell off when I was thinking about the vacuum cleaner.
Hm.
I’m still waiting.
Maybe, if I close my eyes?
I mean, he’s shy.
Well, okay.
I close my eyes, but not all the way.
I peek a little from beneath my sooty, Candy girl lashes. They twitch a little because I haven’t slept for forever.
He sighs…oh, I am melting…
He…he…
Dammit!!!
He ran off again!!!!
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 9:29 PM
@mary please save me. and this Hot Cold CEO. Before I die of laughter or Enoby Raven Way Candy Sickness.
bea
September 11, 2019 at 9:31 PM
I’m glad @hotcocoagirl calls me Bae not Babe…..sorry, YY
But I hope you catch him soon!
Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
September 12, 2019 at 5:27 AM
😘
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 11, 2019 at 10:09 PM
I’m not sure Cold Hot CEO has had enough to eat to keep up this running away pace. Maybe another errand boy/girl could bring him a food delivery?
WishfulToki
September 11, 2019 at 10:23 PM
Purely from a writer’s point of view: Adding an Errand Girl second lead who feeds starving hot CEO would probably result in a love triangle with Candy Errand Girl. Thus, the second lead might be mowed down by TroD or hewn by the samurai sword at some point.
Who’s brave enough to volunteer?
💜🍍☠ Sicarius The Queen of Melonia ☠🍍💜
September 11, 2019 at 10:44 PM
I would if I weren’t NOT an Errand Girl, seeing as I’ve already died already this year, I don’t mind the risk. Alas I’m not an Errand Girl…
Kairoskat 💐
September 11, 2019 at 11:10 PM
No need for food delivery. He stumbled into my rooftop and I fed him. He looked so sad. I wanted to keep him longer, but I was worried YY will barge in, run amok in my rooftop and ruin my interior. So I had to let him go. I provided him some snacks to take with him, it looks like this will be a long chase and most likely the longest day in his life. Poor hot CEO.
mugyuljoie is preciousss
September 11, 2019 at 11:49 PM
Second lead Errand Girl has to happen now. TroD needs the work.
WishfulToki
September 12, 2019 at 11:54 AM
@Egads, better beware of @katakwasabi in a long coat bearing food…
@sicarius I’m sure @yyishere can introduce you as a ghost Errand Girl from the past. At least you can’t die again. (I think).
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 7:56 AM
I’m on it, @ndlessjoie! I’ve taken a cue from The Kingston Trio’s “Charlie on the MTA” and positioned myself with SubWey sandwich in hand at the only escape route available to Hot-Cold CEO. He has to pass this point — and I’ll slip him today’s special as he gallops past.
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 10:11 PM
I don’t understand why he runs off, the errand boy/candy girl is charming!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 10:58 PM
I don’t understand it either.
azzo
September 11, 2019 at 11:08 PM
He must be crazy, only that explains it!
oppafangirl
September 12, 2019 at 2:46 AM
noble idioticity? he wants to wait till marriage and parent approval!
FlyingTool
September 11, 2019 at 9:35 PM
This. Is. So. GOOD!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 11, 2019 at 9:47 PM
I should put this on wattpad, right, and call it The Cold Hot CEO and The Errand Boygirl, and dedicate it to all my sisterhood beanies.
bbstl 🧹
September 11, 2019 at 9:51 PM
Humming the theme from Winter Sonata … you got me 🤗
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 8:01 AM
For some reason, I think Hot-Cold CEO is humming “Born Free.” Or was it “Runaway” by Del Shannon?! He seems to be in an altered state… or under the influence of SubWey. LOL!
bbstl 🧹
September 12, 2019 at 8:39 AM
Ouch! And yet I can’t keep from adding … or under the influence of SubYY?
PakalanaPikake
September 12, 2019 at 8:50 AM
@bbstl,
Most definitely under the influence of SubYY. LOL!
YY Chats with Toast Between Bites
September 12, 2019 at 8:52 AM
Lol! Nice! I. Like. 😁