After Thanos’s death, and after the fight X’s against O’s, the majority had voted again and everyone had gone home. Nam-gyu had gotten a decent amount of money, he would’ve liked more as compensation for the shit he went through but he wasn’t complaining. Not much anyway. It had been a couple months now, and he wasn’t one to dwell on the past

Well.. that wasn’t the complete truth, did he still keep Thanos’s necklace on at all times and did he hold a funeral by himself for him ? Yes, but that was besides the point, he was moving on. He was getting better. Though one thing that made it increasingly difficult was the stupid purple haired rapper had came back as a ghost, attached to that necklace, so essentially he followed Nam-gyu everywhere. It was a pain in the ass just as much as it made nam-gyu want to cry

Nam-gyu was going out to a club tonight, not for work, just to get fucked up and go home and pass out. And the apparition of his friend, situationship, boyfriend, whatever was not happy about it “I’ll be gone for a couple hours, Su-Bong. I’m just leaving the necklace here so I won’t lose it at the club”