"I would. I had inspiration last night, I saw him again. I'll try to do him justice this time, I'll hang it in my private collection." He smiled playfully at Minjun, wondering if his new friend had inspired his better image, his dream boy, but he didn't want to think too hard. As they got to the front, Gyungho got a hotdog and, cause he was lucky, a small coke. Hee!

He hung out by the standing tables, mostly watching as Sangwoo wolfed down one, holding two more... how on earth?