No, not my parents, Mike’s parents. Kuya’s mom and dad came into town on Saturday so he wanted us all to go out for yakiniku (surprise, surprise). We met at the same time, same place, well, those of us not with parents anyway (Mike was with his, and well, Steve is in Scotland right now so I’m guessing he was probably with his, too) and headed over to Dotombori.
Seeing as how it’s Mike, of course, we were waiting for an hour before he finally arrived. We were sure to give him lots of crap about it, too.
His parents are pretty keen. He’s just like his dad. They’re so freaking generous, too. They paid for all of us, and I know that it ain’t cheap to eat where we went! We went to karaoke thereafter; they tried to pay for us there, but we slipped Mike some money. We couldn’t have a whole night out on his mom and dad…that thought just didn’t quite compute.
It was pretty fun.
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