glass | gyuricky

eight.

Ricky handed out key cards and assigned rooms to all of them after dinner, in the lobby of the hotel. Gyuvin was to room with Gunwook, obviously.

"We're in..." Gunwook squinted at the numbers printed on the card. "15-04. Let's go get our bags."

Their bags were where they left them earlier in the morning, and the two of them made their way up to their floor without wasting any time. The whole lot of them were all on the same floor, all just a couple of doors down from one another's rooms.

"I'm in 15-01 if anything happens, okay?" Ricky called, over the buzz of excited talking in the lift. "If anything happens, come knock on my door. Doesn't matter if it's late. Safety first, okay? I'm not going to stop you guys from leaving the hotel, because believe it or not I was your age a couple of years ago and I know that doesn't work, but if anything happens, call me immediately. Immediately, you got it?"

A chorus of "yeah" and "got it" sounded out just as the doors slid open, and Gyuvin and Gunwook headed for their room. The class had made plans to head out around nine, and hit up one of the clubs just a few streets down. Most of them in the class were already eighteen, barring Gunwook and a couple of others, but word on the street was that the club wasn't strict about checking IDs and was known to let people in as long as minors weren't the ones purchasing the alcohol. There had to be something illegal about doing that, sure, but none of them could really find it in themselves to care as they gathered at the lobby of the fifteenth floor as it was nearing half past nine, changed out from their daytime wear into more appropriate attire.

"Whoa, Jiwon, you look great!" Gyuvin said, offering her a fist bump. Jiwon was dressed in a shimmery dark blue dress, her hair styled in curls over her shoulders. Seoyun appeared just behind her, wearing a matching dress in maroon. "You too, Seoyun-ah."

Seoyun smiled. "Thanks, Gyuvin. I do wish Ricky was joining us...should we ask him?"

Jiwon pretended to roll her eyes. "He's a teacher, Yun, he doesn't want to club with a bunch of teenagers."

"You're probably right," Seoyun shrugged. "Oh well. Let's go have some fun!"

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Jiwon found herself knocking on the door of room 15-01 nearing half past one in the morning later that night, with a very decidedly inebriated Gyuvin slung over her shoulder. They'd started playing drinking games and at some point some of them had tapped out and headed back first. Gunwook had taken the only key card back with him, anticipating that he'd open the door for Gyuvin when he got back, but he wasn't answering calls, messages or the door, which meant he was probably out cold and wasn't going to be much help.

Ricky answered the door. Jiwon couldn't tell if he'd been asleep before she knocked.

"I didn't know where else to take him," she said, throwing her hands up a little helplessly. "Gunwook's blacked out in their room probably, with the only key card, so Gyuvin can't get back in. I can't bring him to my room because Seoyun would freak, and th-"

"And it's inappropriate," Ricky nodded. "I understand. Thanks for bringing him back, Jiwon."

"It's fine, I was just hoping he wouldn't trip and fall and roll into the street and get run over, or something," she said, waving him off. "So, what am I supposed to do with him?"

Ricky sighed. "I'll take him. Go get some rest, Jiwon, everyone needs to be up at eight tomorrow."

Jiwon groaned, coaxing Gyuvin off her shoulder and handing him off to Ricky. "That is atrociously early."

"Well, I apologise for not factoring in hangover recovery time," Ricky answered dryly, smiling. "Goodnight, Jiwon. See you tomorrow morning."

"See you."

The door closed quietly, and Jiwon stood alone in the hallway for a second before turning and heading for her room for the night.