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Yongbok woke up with a pounding headache and the urge of throwing up was rising up to his throat already. Even though feeling weak, he had to get up and rush towards his bathroom to cleanse his messed up gut. He was gripping the toilet seat tightly, eyes tearing and red as his vomiting wouldn't stop.

After a minute of hell, he slumped on the tiled floor — heaving and coughing. It's like every inch of strength in his body was pulled out from that strenuous puking. It was excruciating.

Heck. What did I eat yesterday to make me suffer like this? He grumbled while exerting efforts standing up. His knees felt like jelly that he had to hold against the toilet seat, walls, and the lip of the sink just to keep him stable and on his feet. He turned the faucet on and took a cup, filling it with water and used it to rinse his awfully nasty mouth. He did that for three times until the smell wasn't there anymore and even used a mouthwash afterwards.

I didn't even eat that much last night. I didn't drink a lot either.

Or maybe I drank too much than my limit last night that got me ended up in this situa–

Wait a minute...

Yongbok halted, even his breathing stopped when realization kicked in.

"How did I get home?" He muttered. He tried recalling what happened last night but it was a little blurry. The only prominent memory he has in his head was the party, the food they ate, him going to the kitchen, and then the Clifford and Jeansen drama.

Those are the memories that were merely clear to him. The rest, he wasn't able to pick up. So how in the heck did he get home?

Did Riki drive me home? Or the staff in this hotel picked me up?

He wanted to think further about last night's blank page but his head was still giving him pain as well as his stomach. Even with difficulty, he walked back to his bed and threw himself on it, grumbling to each hurting parts in his body.

Did I at least say goodbye to Chef Gábriel before leaving? Or Yuqi? God, I couldn't recall if I–

Hold up...

Yuqi...

"HEYY!! What's the rush?~~ We still have all night to celebrate!"

"Sorry, Yuqi. I'm… quite drunk now and I'm feeling my head spinning. Besides, I still gotta pack up my stuff tomorrow."

"Oh, you're right. But you should better have this final drink before you go."

I drank it...and then what's next? What happened next that made me lose my memory? UGHHH why can't I remember?? I'M NOT EVEN THAT DRUNK LAST NIGHT!

Okay, let's try recalling.

I was in a rush and leaving, and then I bumped into Yuqi which led to that conversation.

But why was I in a rush again?

Okay. I know and I can remember that I was sitting, looking at my and hyung's polaroid photo when Riki joined me. Then we talked and...

"Yongbok-san! Will you just forget him for a second and think about me instead?!"

"Huh?"

"Yongbok-san. There's something I need to tell you."

Yongbok shut his eyes and dug deep into every single inch of his brain for the missing pieces of last night's party. He kept digging and digging until he was able to hit the treasure chest planted to the very core of his mind.