Somehow I am imagining this - Jane and Ryan finally being honest with each otherβlike, actual grown-ups admitting they really like each other so muchβbut then swearing a pinky promise to keep it hush-hush at work. Picture the hijinks! Secret smiles over spilled coffee, coded love notes disguised as memos, and those awkward elevator rides where they're both thinking, "Did anyone just hear my heart skip a beat?" I can think of thousands scenarios. That would be some kind of development I could accept even with the TaeBamhee circus going on.
perhaps WE suck as a friend. then again, also might be cos I don't have friends like PAH, simply cos I choose to isolate myself when I'm at my lowest just so I don't burden anyone.
A girl can dream ey?