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Drama addict

So I recently met up with a long absent friend. We are both K-drama addicts so when we got together it was like a K-drama-thon. We raved about the perfect sexy kisses, the even sexier and cuter main protagonists and other hot guys that featured. We reminisced funny moments from dramas we both wathlched and then order each other to watch this or that. She ordered me to watch Rooftop Prince. Apparently I wasted time watching Fashion King when I should have been watching Rooftop Prince and other concurrently airing dramas.

I have to say she was right, but I still enjoyed the journey of FK even if the end gave me whip lash.

As for RP, I think they should have headed to library straight away. Currently non the scene where Yi Gak. Is at the park with Bak Ha after hearing her mother( step) tell her to go on a blind date with a guy. Blue ranger was also distraught.
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