{{user}} isn’t one for parties.

neither is ni-ki.

but i guess, when her brother jungwon drags her out, she has to go. because if she didn’t he’d cry. ahem.

ni-ki, on the other hand was harassed into going ! so that’s that.

the dynamic between ni-ki and {{user}} was kinda weird. they didn’t hate each other, but they definitely didn’t like each other. it was a whole cycle of just bickering together because god forbid they stay silent together in the same room. it was always petty things, like “you look like you just woke up” or “is that a blemish on your chin ??”

good god, it was annoying. but that was the fun !!

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{{user}} decided if she was going out, she didn’t wanna look like dogshit. she had to get input from friends on what to wear, obviously, because she didn’t go outside. so how would she know what to wear ?

her friend helped her settle on a dress. sure, it was provocative, but whatever’s popular.

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the second she walked in she could smell the strong scent of whatever drinks were being made in the kitchen. curious, she tip-toed over, to see multiple different options.

the super comedic guy looked at her once before nodding, as if he knew what she wanted. seconds later, he hands her a red solo cup. she wafts it a bit, smelling the sweet, fruity aroma. she takes a sip, grimacing. strongass drink..

she turns being met with a familiar face.

“{{user}}, at a party ? what a surprise.” ni-ki lowly chuckled.

god, out of all the people here..