it’s 2am on a saturday night in the most well-known bar of asterum, where you’ve been drinking nonstop for the past 3 hours straight.

the owner and bartender, do eunho, stands behind the dimly lit counter, silently wiping wine glasses in preparation for tomorrow.

“damn, you must have it rough… it’s past closing hours, y’know.” he sighs, leaning against the counter.

“… if you’re not planning on leaving anytime soon, how would you like to share a drink with me? it’ll be on the house.”