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No One's POV

Christmas in Los Angeles in 2018 and Christmas in the 1860's were two very different things and Irene was becoming very aware of it. So many new traditions, songs and of course to get used to but so far, the Victorian girl was enjoying it.

Things had gone swimmingly well in the first few months of Irene and Seulgi's relationship. Seulgi attended school and Irene took time to volunteer at the library's reading to children and slowly learning how to run the business. The manager whose name was Jin, was very patient to her and a very valuable help in helping her learn.

The Korean-Latina changed very little, but one thing she did was to add to the menu the beef stew they used to serve in the old days. It was her mother's recipe and she happened to remember it. It soon became very popular.

Once the semester was done and winter break started, the Korean-American decided to take Irene home to meet her parents. They wanted to meet the mysterious English girl that had so quickly and completely captured their daughter's heart.

Seulgi had told them the cover story that Irene had grown up on an isolated Island off of Scotland and was not around modern things. She also said that Irene's parents were dead.

So they hopped on the plane and the Victorian girl took her very first plane ride. Irene was very nervous of course, but much to the Korean-American's amusement, she worried that Indians may attack the plane. Irene was still learning and did get things mixed up from time to time.

Seulgi merely said, "Not likely."

They arrived in Los Angeles 1 week before Christmas.

Irene was amazed by modern looking Los Angeles and marveled at its huge size as the cab took them back to the Korean rebel's parents home.

As they got into Seulgi's neighborhood, Seulgi would point out things of interest to her.

"See that pink house? I egged that house no less than five times."

Looking horrified, Irene immediately asks. "Why would you do that? Did its owner offend you?"

The Korean-American smirked, "No, I just hated the house. It's pink. I hate pink."

"I have pink dresses. You say they are pretty. Do you hate them?"

"No, you can wear pink. I make an exception in your case. I love pink on you and only you. Otherwise I hate it."

Seulgi then perked up, "That brown house there; When I was 13, the boy who lived there that I went to school with, said I was a freak. I punched him in the stomach, right by that bush for saying that. Good times."

She then pointed to a red house, "That house there, the girl there hated me and kept sticking her tongue out at me. So one day when she left her Barbie's outside, I beheaded them all." Seulgi then smirked, "I still have all the heads, want to see them?"

"NO, Seulgi! That was a horrid thing to do. Did you terrorize the entire neighborhood?"

With a straight face, she answered. "As a matter of fact, I did."


The Victorian girl found Seulgi an odd contradiction at times. While she was loving and very tender with her, the woman was frequently, rude and mean to others. She seemed to have very little patience for anyone that annoyed her. But Irene did feel she was having a positive effect on her. Now days she just glared at the people who annoyed her, instead of actually being cruel to them.

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