The nine girls are seated around a long table in a restaurant. The air is getting more and more thick and hot as the bottles of beer get emptied one by one.
They're playing the Instinct Game, a very well known drinking game in Korea. It's a game of numbers. One player will start by saying "one", then another player will say "two", and so on. There is no specific order that the players will say the number, so the point is to assume nobody else will say the number. If two players simultaneously speak out a number, for example, "three" after one and two have been said, the players in question lose and will have to drink. Then, the game will begin from number one again.
"One!"
Dahyun looks around. When she feels like it's the right time, she calls, "Two!"
"Three!" Nayeon and Tzuyu say at the same time.
"Darn it!" Nayeon fills her glass, spilling half of it on the table because of how tipsy she is. She chugs it down in one go.
The game goes on for about half an hour, drinking, complaining about each other, laughing, coughing, and even crying (Mina gets really emotional when she's drunk). On the last round, not being able to control her limbs or mind anymore, Dahyun accidentally misses her mouth and lets her beer spill all over Momo somehow, earning a round of applause from the other girls.
Now, here Dahyun is, leaning against the door of the toilet stall Momo is inside of, changing in a painfully slow tempo. It's Dahyun's fault after all, so Momo is making her wait as an apology. She only has a sleeveless shirt on, since she was thoughtful enough to give Momo her plaid shirt that she was wearing on top.
"Are you not done yet? It's cold here."
"You shouldn't have spilled beer on someone if you didn't want to wait." Momo rolls her eyes even though Dahyun can't see, but she hopes Dahyun can feel it. "You just had to get all tipsy."
Dahyun sighs and then Momo proceeds to change in silence again. Well, it's almost silent because the muffled melody of the song playing in the restaurant can still be heard from the bathroom. Dahyun had said that it gives off a nostalgic feeling when they first entered the bathroom.
"God, my bra is soaked," Momo groans.
"You know, I'm not tipsy at all, the tables were just packed too closely."
Dahyun still doesn't understand how she managed to spill her beer on Momo. They were seated next to each other, but not close enough for Dahyun to miss her mouth and spill the beer on Momo instead.
"What a load," Momo chuckles. Then, she unlocks the door. "Hey, come in here."
Dahyun obeys and nudges the door open, sliding inside before closing and locking it again. Momo is just in front of her, having successfully changed into Dahyun's plaid shirt while her own shirt and bra are dangling on the hanger by the wall.
"Is it obvious that I'm not wearing a bra?" Momo asks as she moves around a little, letting Dahyun inspect her chest from every angle.
"A little," Dahyun gets a little closer with her arms crossed tightly around herself as she is still incredibly cold, and looks harder, "If somebody looked closely..."
But she has to move back when Momo lets out a distressed groan. "Well, I guess I should just wear that soggy bra then."
"Yeah, you should. I don't want some creep to ogle you," Dahyun says as she averts her eyes, having a feeling that Momo might not want her to stare while she is changing.
But she's drunk and bad at controlling her actions when she's drunk, so is it really her fault when her eyes wander back onto Momo's breasts as Momo starts unbuttoning the shirt? Yeah, it's still her fault.
