I frown at Mar, who seems hell-bent on not moving until I peck him.
He's just too stubborn that way.
"I'm still waiting." He points to his cheeks, "it's either you peck me, or I won't move. The ball is in your court. You can decide on how to play it."
"You are one stubborn human." I peck him on his right cheek, "now, can we wash the plates?" I tried to move towards the sink.
"Here," he points to his left cheek. "This one is crying because you neglected it."
I frown at him, "you only asked for a peck. Why are you asking me to peck the other one?"
"You can't just peck one and neglect the other. Do you want my left cheek to cry all night? Aren't you been heartless to my left cheeks?"
"It's like you are hell-bent on frustrating my life." I darkly glared at him, "you are wasting our time. My parents will be wondering the reason for the delay."
"They won't do that. Bin is there to make sure they don't think of anything but him."
