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Dinner was uneventful, for the most part. Nayeon asked Minho how he was adjusting, to which he simply shrugged and poked his carrots with his fork. He stood to leave but was stopped. 
                          
"Hey, where's your 'excuse me'?" Jeongyeon asked. "Were you never taught you have to excuse yourself from dinner if you want to leave early? Where's your 'thank you'?" 
                          
It was still only Minho's first day and he was already sick of living here. "Thank you for dinner, aunt Nayeon," he grumbled, "Now can I please be excused?" 
                          
Nayeon smiled and nodded, but Jeongyeon called out before he could leave. "You can go once you take the compost out. Big red box out past the garden. Don't bother the raccoon," she instructed. "He's civil, but I think he's got mange, so don't touch him. And don't let him near my raspberries. I keep a broom out in the shed to scare him away, if you need it." 
                          
Minho nodded and grabbed the compost bin. He heard Nayeon yell through the screen door, "But don't touch the coffee grounds! Jisung will be here in the morning and he uses the coffee grounds." 
                          
"Jisung helps us out most days," Jeongyeon clarified, "He helps us take care of our garden, and we give him some fruit and vegetables, and he comes by for Sunday dinner every week. Such a sweet boy." She shooed Minho away and returned to her dinner, thanking her wife and praising her cooking.