March Madness

 "Well, it happened so quickly," Woo said to his niece Sunny. "I just thought Hart would have told you."

Now that he looked back on it, he knew Hart was shell-shocked with the news when he heard of the lost funding for his job. It was complicated. It seemed it had to do with his country, wealth, university, taxes, and complicated stuff. The job was just not there for him at the language school anymore.

Of course, Liv was more concerned about Woo's job.

"Do you think it might be in danger?" She asked bringing him a Mexican beer from the fridge.

"I don't think so," Woo told her. "It was out of everyone's hands. Hart had to go back. He would have been deported, otherwise."

"Deported?" Sunny made a face as if she hated that word. She stomped away to her room.

"I know she's hurt," Woo said to Liv. "Maybe he just needs time and you know, it can be a long-distance something." He shrugged and took a sip of his beer. Thinking, it would give him less to worry about Sunny and her whereabouts then.

"This is just so bad," Liv crossed her arms.

"I know what you're thinking. You're not gonna get deported." He told her. She sighed.

"Well, that Chewy guy keeps hanging around," she mentioned he was eating their food.

"He didn't get into the beer did he?" Woo looked at her blankly.

Liv shook her head, no. "Just the sodas. He drank like four when he was here."

"Four!" Woo looked a bit outraged. This time he knocked on Sunny's bedroom door. He wouldn't dare go in, but he could still shout in Korean. "Chewy can't come over!"

It made Liv laugh. She got out the new six-pack of Mexican sodas from the pantry. "I've been stocking up." She told him.