17: my favorite star

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"𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍."

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"Don't drink too much, okay?"

Byeol raised her eyebrows at Chan, who got off the car early, as she parked her car in the garage.

A party was being held at Seungkwan's house to celebrate his birthday and, Byeol being Byeol, she was a bit hesitant to let Chan go at first. She had been to quite a lot of these college parties, and she hated them. A lot. Nothing really negative happened to her from past parties, she just never liked seeing drunk people make out with other drunk people, and of course, the choice of music. Byeol preferred calm songs, occasionally rock music, not the EDM songs with random beats mixed up with it curtesy of Soonyoung.

But with enough convincing, and strawberry ice cream, from Seungcheol, she finally agreed to go to the party with Chan. Well, she was planning to go either way, but she was desperate for the ice cream that her best friend would always gatekeep from her whenever she would ask where he got it from, so she acted unconvinced for a while.

Lee Byeol walked up to the doorsteps, raising a brow at the sign that said 'Ring The Doorbell B*tch', before ringing it once. It suddenly got quiet, and it sounded like someone was hosting and stopped when they heard the ringing of the doorbell.

The door flew open, almost hitting Byeol in the face, and out came Seungcheol. "Oh, you're here!" He ruffled her hair, dragging her inside. Byeol looked around the new place, and she was impressed. The interior was modern and not messy at all, and the music was nice. She was starting to like this Seungkwan kid. The only problem was the people. They were still as loud, if not louder, as before. They also had different kinds of drinks in their hands; Gatorade, Monster, soda, wine, vodka, champagne, beer, and more. Byeol poked her cheek with her tongue, "Damn this guy's rich."

"Want to try this?" Seungcheol asked, holding a glass pitcher of neon blue liquid. Byeol was taken aback, "What the f*ck is that?"

"Gatorade, vodka, and grape soju. It's good." He said, refilling his glass. Byeol noticed it had remains of his previous drink, which was hot pink.

"And what Barbie pink sh*t did you drink before that- also where is Chan? I can't see him!" She whisper-shouted. Seungcheol downed the neon blue drink, sighing afterwards. "He went off somewhere with his friends to play with the PS5. Oh and this pink stuff? Ultra Rosa Monster, some gin I think, I forgot the rest but you can read the ingredients over there." Seungcheol pointed towards the long table of glass kegs and pitchers beside them, and Byeol was sure every color in the rainbow was present there- there were even black and sparkly ones.

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