I once briefly dated this girl from college and we had an intense relationship.
First time I stayed over, she told me, ‘my step-mum’s at home, so we’ll have to behave’.
I said ok, and off we went, quietly. I got out to the kitchen to get a drink, and I’m thinking to myself, I think I might’ve been drugged.
Because, in the living room playing Space Invaders (it was a long time ago) in her t-shirt and shorts but still easily recognisable, was Tracy Huang! Huang Ying Ying! Huang Ruyi! Tracy!
I forgot my drink, went back to the bedroom, and asked the girlfriend, ‘What’s Tracy Huang doing in the living room playing Space Invaders?’
‘Oh, so you’ve met my step-mum, Tracy’.
‘Your what??’
‘Din I tell you my step-mum’s Tracy?’
‘No! I thought you were telling me her name and I thought you were weird for telling me her name, but this is THE TRACY HUANG and she’s playing SPACE INVADERS!’
But days were the those, and the relationships didn’t work out, between me and the girl and Tracy Huang and the girl’s father.
Still, the once-would-be stepmother-in-law is in town for her first concert in a long, long time, and I dunno, I might just cough up some money to go and say hallo auntie, remember me?
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