Kang sighed and rested the back of his head on the wall behind him, flipping his phone open and shut. His parents had been on his case especially hard that day, going on about how he never had time for them anymore, and had stopped helping them out in the restaurant; he'd stayed after school a little bit later than usual to talk to one of the bullied students. Practically no one else on campus gave a shit about them, and it bothered him.
Parents? How late?
Yeah. Any later than ten, I'll call you.
The next message took a little longer. His wife knew how stressed he'd been lately, and understood that sometimes he needed a bit of time to himself.
Alright. Love you.
You too.
He put his phone away and took a deep breath before reaching for his jacket and telling his parents he was leaving for the night in Korean. Bundled up against the cold, he began the short walk to one of the local bars he was fond of. He used to love winter, but ever since that mortar in Iraq and the surgery, his knee had a tendency to ache in the cold weather. Kang gritted his teeth and pressed on, though, having grown used to the pain.
Main Street - Dae Soung Shik Dang/local bar
Kang sighed and rested the back of his head on the wall behind him, flipping his phone open and shut. His parents had been on his case especially hard that day, going on about how he never had time for them anymore, and had stopped helping them out in the restaurant; he'd stayed after school a little bit later than usual to talk to one of the bullied students. Practically no one else on campus gave a shit about them, and it bothered him.
Parents? How late?
Yeah. Any later than ten, I'll call you.
The next message took a little longer. His wife knew how stressed he'd been lately, and understood that sometimes he needed a bit of time to himself.
Alright. Love you.
You too.
He put his phone away and took a deep breath before reaching for his jacket and telling his parents he was leaving for the night in Korean. Bundled up against the cold, he began the short walk to one of the local bars he was fond of. He used to love winter, but ever since that mortar in Iraq and the surgery, his knee had a tendency to ache in the cold weather. Kang gritted his teeth and pressed on, though, having grown used to the pain.