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Irene woke up on Saturday feeling not so great. It took her less than a handful of seconds to realize that she had consumed possibly a bit too much alcohol the night before. She was just glad that she remembered that Wendy and Junmyeon had paid for it because she definitely didn't need to be blowing her cash on alcohol.

Groaning, she let her memories come flooding back to her as she breathed in slowly. She recalled her friends being assholes, as per usual, but she also remembered that Lisa had texted her sometime before midnight. Her eyes widened, she nearly forgot about the pain in her head as she began searching her body and bed for her phone.

When she grabbed it, she immediately opened up her text messages and saw that she'd saved Lisa's contact as "Liiisa". Rolling her eyes at herself, she quickly fixed it and then opened the conversation. It was pretty tame, which she thanked her drunk self for. She did remember texting most of it anyway, it was just a slightly slurred memory. She'd also made no typos, which was probably only thanks to the fact that she had the keyboard on her phone memorized.

She found herself debating whether or not she should text Lisa again if only to apologize for her disregarding Lisa's concern. To be honest, Irene had thought about it herself, whether or not it was okay for the two of them to be texting.

Personally, Irene was still rather unsure of why she was intrigued by Lisa anyway. Maybe it was her eyes – they were quite ensnaring. She wondered briefly if that was what had distracted Jackson enough to not even consider that she might be underage. Though, Irene hadn't thought that she was under eighteen when she'd seen her for the first time either.

She found herself texting out a message despite herself.

To Lisa – Hey, I have to apologize for texting you back last night while I was drunk. My bad.

Taking a breath, Irene pushed herself off of her bed and became aware, once again, of her pounding head. She groaned as she forced herself up anyway and pushed out of her bedroom and to her kitchen. She dug around one of the drawers until she found some painkillers, and she quickly took them down. After downing a glass of water and then going to the bathroom, she was already feeling better.

Back in her room, she saw her phone lit up with a new text message.

From Lisa – It's okay, I hope you managed to rescue Jackson from getting arrested. :P

To Lisa – I hope I did, I really can't remember what exactly he was doing anyway. Oops.

Suddenly, Irene's phone began ringing with a call from Junmyeon. Frowning and sitting back down on her comfy bed, she answered. "Hey, Suho, what's up?"

"Oh good, you're awake," her friend answered. "Wanted to make sure, because I lugged you home last night and you weren't in the best state. I haven't seen you drink like that in a while. Everything okay?"

"Why wouldn't everything be okay?" Irene asked, knitting her eyebrows together as she tried to figure out if Junmyeon was trying to hint at something.

He coughed awkwardly. "Well, last night when I asked you why you were drinking, just before I dropped you off at your place, you muttered something about being stupid and giving some girl your number."

A groan escaped Irene's lips before she could consider that she was about to have to talk to Junmyeon about this Lisa situation. She didn't think that anyone had told him about her and Jackson fighting about the nature of her relationship with Lisa that past Tuesday, which meant that he was probably clueless regarding all of it. "Oh. That."

"What's that?"

"Yeah, I um. I've been talking to this girl named Lisa. She's the girl that Jackson had over on Saturday when we set up my room in the warehouse."

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