"What are we supposed to do?" Pyongyang sighed. It was bad enough that something like this happened before, now she was forced to do something.
"I don't know…" Seoul sighed and looked at his left wrist. "Some magical being came over and put us in handcuffs with no key."
The two were sitting on top of the meeting room table.
"Ah jinjja!" A heavy sigh came out of Pyongyang. She had other things to do than be stuck with Seoul all day.
The two were silent for a while.
It didn't last long.
"Are you hungry?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Because I'm hungry."
Pyongyang looked at Seoul in utter disbelief. He exchanged her a small smile and a lift of the eyebrows.
"You… Are so…" She couldn't think of the word. Something to do with being annoying and ridiculous.
"Ok than." Seoul got up and tugged the handcuff a little. "Let's go. Sitting here is no fun."
The tug made Pyongyang get on her feet. She wasn't going to risk getting injured. "Where are you going to take me?" Her voice was wary and cautious.
"Where else would I take you?" Seoul started to walk towards the door. Slightly dragging Pyongyang along. "I am the City of Dreams."
With that he grabbed her right wrist with his left hand and pulled her out of the meeting room.
"YA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
Seoul could only smile and laugh.