The man believes that a relationship is "right" when the guy loves the girl more. However, he also believes that it may be more exciting if the love of the girl outweighs that of the guy. But ultimately, he can never really understand women. One of his ex- once called him an immature dickhead. Sadly though, he hasn't fully realized the true meaning of the insult.
The man constantly seeks his space. The animal needs room to roam about freely. He currently feels that his girl may be too co-dependent. The man is not that deeply into her so as to be crazy about her. He is very conscious of the circumstances of the relationship as he has gone through the experience of crazy love in his early teenage years. He is careful in expressing his emotions by using the exact term "love", but he knows well that he would not date anyone other than the one girl he is seeing. He would go to great extent, even sacrificing himself if necessary, to care for the girl's feelings; but not when such emotions are explicitly requested from him.
K got his call. "Yo, mon come on over and let's play a game of pingpong. I'm gonna kill you." Oh yeah? was his reply. Sweating over a game enabled him to forget about the sweating relationship and many other complicating matters of life which is why he got on a cab, and not on a subway, to get to the court fast.
K was well dressed even for a match of ping pong. The two men smile as they greet each other with a high five. They are easily immersed in a fierce match. Their match gets dirty with twisted serves and crazy smashes. "So how's it going?" asks H, as he checks the ball back to K. "How's WHAT going? My invincible smashes?!" K replies with a sense of insanity. Haha. The two men always enjoy stupid jokes. "No, you know, with your relationship and everything." "Ah, that's going fine."
Actually, K is quite a unique guy. To H, K lives with a sense of conviction in all matters related to love. K has deep faith in human beings and lives the life of a pure-hearted, courages romantist. For that, he has the respect of H. They enjoy a casual conversation over a game of pingpong in English so that it isn't disclosed to people around them. And the talk naturally leads to subjects related to sex. But that doesn't stop H from sending a smash to the left hand corner of his opponents court. "Yeah!" the man shouts the thrill of joy. For the moment he has refreshed himself from the conversation he had with the woman.
