07: bloodstar martini

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- one week later -

Rose's POV

After a week of nonstop texts from his cousin, Sunoo suggested we go for drinks at one of the trendiest bars in town to unwind. He thought alcohol might help me forget the whole "ungrateful bitch" thing.

"I still haven't been allowed to visit Evan in prison. Think your asshole cousin has anything to do with that?"

The waiter smiled awkwardly while setting our drinks on the table, pretending not to listen.

"Thanks," Sunoo said, shooting me a look to shut up until the waiter walked away. "God, you're really hung up on this. Drop it."

I took a sip of my pornstar martini and rolled my eyes. What was the point of dragging me out for drinks if I wasn't allowed to vent?

"Your cousin gets to call me a bitch, but I can't call him an asshole? Wow. Kim Sunoo, truly a champion of women," I said, pouring the prosecco shot into my glass, stirring it lazily with my finger before drinking it in one go.

He winced, watching me massacre my drink.

"I know he messed up, and I'm not trying to make excuses for him—"

I cut him off, already waving the waiter over for another martini.

"Rose." He sighed.

"I'm listening, Noo."

"No, you're not. You're being childish, and you're drinking your responsibilities away."

I let out a dry laugh.

"When did listening to your fucking cousin become my responsibility?"

He fell silent and started scrolling on his phone instead. I bit my lip, feeling guilty, and tapped his hand. He barely looked up from his phone. I took that anyway.

"Sorry, Noo. But he and I are like you and Jaeyun. It'll never work out."

He chuckled, his fox eyes narrowing. "Except Jungkook is clumsy, and your husband is... how would he say that in French?" Sunoo opened Google Translate and started typing furiously. "Oh yeah. That's it—Jaeyun is a connard prétentieux."

I laughed. His terrible accent made it even worse. But honestly, how could anyone look at a grown-ass cop and call him clumsy?

"Anyway..." I tried to steer the conversation somewhere lighter.

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