A mid-summer night hare (28)

The birthday party is coming to an end soon. This time, Emmy offers to drive Hareta home because Ackley is working overtime again.

Emmy says, “My dear friend, I am so excited to have you at the birthday party. Thank you.”

Hareta thinks to herself, “I wouldn’t call myself your friend. You have no real friends at all because you only care about yourself. I bet you have no one to offer you a shoulder to cry on when things get taken away from you. You are just a loner. You are destined to be a loser when you get old.”

Hareta says, “Thank you for sending me home again.”

So they get on the car, the Mercedez sports car. This time, Hareta sits right next to the driver seat.

The radio is turned on, broadcasting “Hyoyeon and her ten million likes”.

Emmy starts driving and goes, “Hareta, you know you are like really nice to me. I am very grateful to have a friend like you. But you won’t happen to like my husband, right?”

Hareta answers, “No, why would I? Afterall, I am a married woman. I have been so occupied by my day job and taking care of Po Tent. I really have no time to think about love.”

Emmy says, “Yes, please don’t mind me asking you that. Afterall, heaven and hell are worlds apart. I am always cautious, especially you are so pretty, like Song Hye Kyo.”

This is what runs on Hareta’s mind, “Emmy Ran, you idiotic little bitch. Would I tell you if I am to steal your husband?”

No, surely not. You are right. Similarly, would a killer ever disclose his missions? Would a mafia member tell you that he is a gangster? Would a virgin tell her rapist that she has no sexual experience?

However, Hareta still thinks of herself as an one-in-a-billion genius with unprecedented intelligence because she has been winning in her North Point Government School, while Emmy is just an ungrateful high school Miss popular drama prom queen.

Well, the radio is now playing Dickie Pullin’s classic on air, namely the “mate like rabbit”.