W. Malrang
Three hours ago.
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"Author, is this really okay? Yeonjun is still a minor."
"Hey, what's wrong-! Mr. Yeonjun, have another drink. You should learn how to drink from adults."
Adults are so good at this... Sohee clicked her tongue without anyone noticing. Yeonjun, sitting next to her, fidgeted and waved his hand, eventually forcing himself to drink.
Just as the atmosphere was heating up, Yeonjun left, saying he wanted to get some fresh air. "What? Are you smoking a cigarette or something? You're just a total idiot. You're a total idiot."
Sohee, who often showed affection for Yeonjun, took out a cigarette from her bag, saying she would take care of it herself. The staff's eyes changed and they responded with cheers. Oh—what's going on with you two? Are you two going to start dating soon?
"That's not it-"
Still... The staff members became even more excited and chattered excitedly as she muttered quietly. Sohee, who had been rambling about how they'd known it and how they'd look good together, smiled faintly and left.
Yeonjun, who I thought would be smoking a cigarette while putting on airs, was holding onto the wall and staggering, hitting both of his cheeks, contrary to my expectations.
"Ugh... What are you doing there, baby?"
"..Huh? Did you come out because you were frustrated too?"
At those words, Sohee, who had just about taken out her cigarette but then put it back, approached Yeonjun and caressed his cheek. "It must hurt. Why are you hitting me?" Yeonjun laughed awkwardly and pulled back. But Sohee felt a pang of anger. "Why on earth are you pulling it out?"
"Haa- I'm sorry.. When I'm drunk.. I shouldn't be, but the writers keep-"
"Do you want to go out with me?"
"..yes?"
"Let's date,"
"I have a girlfriend"
..Ah, I hadn't thought of that. Sohee, who felt dizzy for a moment, laughed out loud and ran her hands through her hair. Yeonjun, embarrassed by the awkward atmosphere, scratched the back of his head and opened his mouth.
"I'm really drunk right now... I think I should say goodbye and go home."
"..Oh, okay"
"Sister, please be careful on your way in."
"..."
Yeonjun stumbled again, clutching his head. Sohee, her stomach churning, chewed her lips, thinking, then quickly turned around and called Yeonjun over.
"Yeonjun, wait a minute!"
"yes?"
"Actually, today is my last day of filming. That's why the directors took the time to gather here... Can't we just hang out a little longer?"
"..Oh, but I..home,"
"Let's play for 30 more minutes, okay?"
Yeonjun, speechless, glanced at his phone for a moment before slowly nodding. "Yeah, well, 30 minutes is fine." Sohee, having heard the answer she wanted, smiled prettily and stood next to Yeonjun.
As the two entered the store together, the staff cheered. "Wow! You look great together, Yeonjun!" Confused by the sudden change in atmosphere, Yeonjun asked the staff next to him to understand the situation, but they only gave him a sinister smile and refused to answer.
"Author! Want to play a drinking game? You like it, don't you?"
"As expected, Sohee knows my taste so well!"
Yeonjun coughed at the mention of "drinking games," flustered. Could it be that he'd drink if he got caught? Having only recently become human, Yeonjun, unfamiliar with games, was clearly at the greatest disadvantage.
The drinking game that finally began was dirtier than expected. Everyone seemed to have the same goal: targeting the Fed, only picking out the tricky questions.
"How far have you been, Jindo? If you can't say it, drink it."
"Do you like it with your clothes on or without?"
"ㅋㅋㅋYeonjun, are you a good kisser?"
Yeonjun didn't respond to the staff's low-level questions. He continued to drink silently, eventually grabbing his head and lowering it. The staff laughed, asking if he was already drunk.
Sohee, who had been drinking silently next to him, thought it was enough and was about to lift Yeonjun up when Yeonjun raised his head and let out a bomb with his eyes wide open.
"Sigh... I think I'm going to throw up."
"Yeonjun is really drunk! Haha, what can you do if you can't even drink well?"
"You keep talking shit... I feel like I'm going to throw up."
"..What, what the hell? Are you talking to me?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Yeonjun, who had been jumping to his feet, approached the writer, who had been persistently asking low-quality questions, in a threatening manner. Those around him began to intervene. "Why are you doing this, Yeonjun?"
Yeonjun, who had been glaring at the writer as if he were going to kill her at any moment, suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed on Sohee, who was standing next to him. Sohee sighed softly as she watched Yeonjun being held in her arms.
"I'll take Yeonjun. I think he's quite drunk."
Things got bigger than she'd expected, but Sohee didn't seem to care. After supporting a drunken Yeonjun out of the store, she walked for a while before sitting him down for a moment and smoking a cigarette. What should I do with him?
"Yeonjun, tell me your home address."
***
I tried to comfort and coax Yeonjun, who refused to tell me his home address, but eventually snatched his wallet and found out the address. Even while drunk, Yeonjun's stubbornness was starting to annoy me, but I found it endearing.
After barely tucked Yeonjun into bed, she cautiously slipped out and ran into a strange woman. Ah... her girlfriend? She's prettier than I thought. Sohee thought, then shamelessly feigned surprise.
"! Surprise... Who are you?"
"..Who are you and what are you doing in someone else's house?"
"Oh... You live with Yeonjun, right? Sorry, Yeonjun is really drunk right now... Sorry."
"..Drunk? Did you drink together?"
The female protagonist, frowning, held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She couldn't just dismiss the woman who simply smiled and nodded silently when asked if they'd been drinking together. The female protagonist, looking at Sohee with sullen eyes, bit her lip to maintain her manners.
"It must have been difficult, but I'm grateful that the Fed brought you here. But I hope this doesn't happen again."
"Yeonjun said he didn't have a girlfriend... If I'd known he did, I wouldn't have gone this far. Anyway, I'll go."
Sohee, who had thrown the last nuclear bomb, nodded and passed by Yeoju. As soon as Sohee left, she collapsed.
The heroine wept silently. Even after going through all this, she loved Yeonjun so much that it made her even more hurt.
I must have cried a little, but my eyes were even colder than before. I looked around the house listlessly, then cautiously entered the bedroom. I hated Yeonjun sleeping soundly, but I also loved him.
"Umm... Sister-.."
In the midst of all this, I couldn't help but admire Yeonjun, who was smiling and snoring as if he were dreaming. Who was the woman in my dream? Please, Yeonjun.
The female protagonist, who had been thinking for a moment, quietly began to pack her bags.
A few hours later, the female protagonist, barely able to drag her heavy luggage out of the house, made a phone call.
["hello"]
"It's me. Let me sleep for a while. I have nowhere to go."
["?..What's going on? Where are you now?"]
"Please..."
["I'll pick you up, wait"]
The female protagonist, who had hung up the phone, cried out loud this time.
There is no longer any place to lean on.
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*Mija shouldn't drink alcohol >_0