Kin.

To the I-house, they were The British drunkard (pigeon!) who wouldn’t turn down a bar-hop invitation, The small girl from Australia who *ahem* loved her liquids, The Singaporean fireman with unconfessed Indian descent/accent and The NZ playa with the Asian girl fan club.

To me, they were The sibling who never failed to poke fun and disturb me for my Singaporeanness, The bestest roommate/parter-in-multiple-crimes who put up with my irregular sleeping habits & noises, The father/older brother who was always trying to force-feed me lessons about life, and the lover & best friend.

Till the next time we are reunited and toasting Rumplemintz :)

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