The Magnolia town square was famed for having a place to hang for every group of people.
The geeks and nerds holed up in the Juno, an aptly named bar full of gaming consoles and cheap beer.
Hipsters and art students usually went to the Cauldron, which no one had ever heard of.
Extremely rich kids and socialites went to The Palace, as you'd expect.
And any guy who'd ever been interested in sports, had money, and was popular found himself in the Saber's Meu.
Even though it was by definition a bar, no one got carded. The bar was owned by Park Jiaer, who firmly believed that one's alcoholic adventures should begin as early as possible. He took more pride in his bar than anything, and it showed.
There were about seven or eight big screens mounted across the walls that were always playing games.
For the most part, it was a crowd of pretty good people; and it was the same group of people all the time - with the exception of the Olympics, when half the city turned up.
There was a booth in the back that may as well have had "Reserved for Jaemin and his friends" written on it (technically it did, Jaemin had carved it in the wood last year)
At least two of them were in there every night of the week, when there wasn't practice to attend or dates to disappear on.
The date factor hadn't been much of a problem recently, however. Jaemin was the only one with a steady girlfriend.
"Not that she's much of a girlfriend," Renjun pointed out over his iced coffee. "I mean when do you ever actually hang out?"
"On date nights," Jaemin ground out. "You guys have beat this dog to death already, can't you just lay off?"
"No." Renjun frowned. "Dude, okay, yeah, she's a fairly attractive girl, but...what do you actually have in common?"
"Stuff."
"Like...?"
"Like, we're both good-looking."
Renjun shoved him. "You are the most conceited asshat I've ever met."
Donghyuck made a noise of agreement, and Renjun looked at him in surprise. Normally Hyuck would have jumped on the chance to get into a fight, verbal or physical.
But he was glued to his phone, eyes roving over the screen with his tongue between his teeth. Renjun raised his eyebrows.
"Anything you want to say to the audience, Hyuck?"
His brows furrowed. "How do you spell 'dynamic'?"
Sting promptly spit out his drink. "What? Since when do you ever care about spelling?"
"Since now!" Hyuck's face flushed an angry scarlet.
"He just trying to impress his mystery woman," Renjun said scornfully. "He doesn't want her to know he's illiterate."
Rather than punch Renjun in the face, as he normally would, Hyuck merely continued to type away at his phone.
"Like you guys are any better, why are you in sports?"
"Unbelievable," Jaemin said. Turning to face Chenle, he said, "Are you seeing this?" When Chenle didn't answer, he waved his hand in front of his face. "Yo, buddy. You okay?"
