New York City, America
22:49

You watch the stream comments fly up with balloons on the left-hand side of the screen as you re-adjust your costume white eye mask -meant to obscure your identity from the perils of being famous for all the wrong reasons.

Leaning towards the screen, you giggle at some of their comments.

"Shit's about to get real."

"Omg it's story timeㅋㅋㅋㅋ"

"I'm getting the popcorn out right now."

"Hahaha, who else is getting their popcorn!?"

"Before I begin," you uncross your legs, to tap your lips with your fingers. You had given this a considerable amount of thought and decided why the fuck not tell everyone what's going on, or rather, what has happened. No-one knows who you even are anyway. "Can you all promise to keep a secret?"

The comments fly up again.

"Omg it must be huge. Of course we can keep a secret!"

"Just fucking tell us sis"

"You're pregnant, omg, calling it."

"Guys," Frowning at the number of pregnant comments, you shake your head. "I'm not pregnant, do you all want me to be pregnant or something?"

"With our babies, yes."

"Come over and we can discuss that in person."

"So many creepy comments, GIRL SQUAD UNITE AND PROTECT!"

"Protect Baby!"

Pushing the bottle of soju and the small glass into the frame, you smirk at yourself on screen. It was almost 11pm on a Saturday night and after much thought, you decided that telling everyone the details of your funky fresh private life while intoxicated might be easier.

"Thought telling you guys how naughty I am will be easier with a little bit of help from my green man here," you shake the bottle next to your head as more approving comments flood your screen. With your other hand, you grab the bowl of bulgogi and rice. "I also brought some food with me, so this will be somewhat of a 21+ mukbang.

"Guys, anyone else had this? I got some soju from Koreatown and somehow it tastes different from the soju in Korea," you tilt your head in confusion, only slightly distracted by your phone vibrating with kakao messages next to your mouse. "I'll go easy, I promise."

Checking your phone, you swipe the messages from your bestfriend, Jimin, away. He's been begging you to move back, you hadn't told him you'd seriously think about it this time.

"Okay, story time," you start, before pausing and grinning wickedly. "Are you all ready?"

"Tell us already, fucking hell."

"Shut up guys, let her tell in her own time."

Pouring yourself a glass of soju, you ignore all the comments telling you to hurry up. You aren't planning to tell your loyal fanbase that this will be your last stream ever. You know you should because you have mutuals that you've gotten quite used to but this is not your life, this is baby's life; your online pseudonym.

It's been four years of streaming mukbangs and stories and although it was a form of income that helped you pay the rent, it really wasn't enough anymore.

Both in finances and interest.

You yearned for change and for an adventure.

It's like the universe was pushing you back home, maybe something important was there.

"Roses are red, violets are blue," you start, holding the glass full of soju to your lips. "I fucked this guy and he was Korean and now I need a drink."

Downing the shot, you wince as you spit, "tskkk."

"You should do a CF, that was beautiful."

"YOU HAD SEX WITH A KOREAN BOY? BUT I THOUGHT YOU HAD A COMPLEX ABOUT THEM?!"

"YASSS LIVING FOR THIS."

"No one else appreciating the poetry?"

Smacking the glass back onto the table, you shake your head. "And I know I said, I would never have sex with a Korean because my mother would love it but this Korean was on a whole other level of sex god."

"And it wasn't just the size of his noodle either," Sitting up in your seat, you animate the length of his penis with your hands. "Which was objectively large, but importantly, it was everything else. From the way, he pinned me down to eat me out, to the way he spoke to me all rough but gentle and then to the way he rolled his hips into me when he was making sweet sweet love to me."

"Damn," You close your eyes, as though remembering the best moment in your life. Biting your lip, you slowly let it through your teeth as you open your eyes again. "It was perfect. The boy was definitely a dancer."

"How did you guys meet?"

"You met someone!? Teach me your ways, I'm so lonely :( fml"

"This is like a fucking movie."

"I'm going to be real honest with you guys, I met him in a club," breaking apart the takeaway chopsticks, you sift through the rice, mixing the sauce on the bulgogi in. "And I'm going to be real fucking honest with you all, he was a complete stranger. I was working at the bar and he was just there."

"Don't think a drink was all he wanted ;)"

"Omg keep going!"

"And mind you, he was fucking hot too." Shoveling a piece of meat into your mouth, you accidentally moan into the microphone at the taste of the heavenly meal. "Oops, s-sorry, she tastes good or maybe my body is reacting to the memory." you blush, covering your mouth as you talk, watching the balloon donations on the left increase with $$.

"Oh god, I'm hard, that lucky bastard got to hear all that and touch all that."

"RELATABLE, FOOD IS BETTER THAN MEN."

"Anyway," you swallow your mouthful. "Everyone knows my weakness for men in suit jackets who call me baby and what did he do? That's right, he called me baby and I was instantly absolutely wet."

Pouring another shot of soju, you push aside the meal. "I'm going to take one more shot before I go into detail, bare with me for a second," Throwing the shot back, you slap the glass back onto your desk. "Alright, here we go."