Back to You | JENSOO

Chapter Twenty One

Jennie

"I'm still pissed at you," Tzuyu says as she stands outside of the swanky new bar we're meeting at.

"Well, hello to you too," I say laughing at her greeting.

She grabs me and pulls me into a hug. "I can't stay mad at you. It's not your fault you're an idiot. I blame it on you living with Chaeyoung for so long."

I swear, only my friends.

"I resent that!" Chaeng exclaims from behind me. "Maybe her stupid rubbed off on me."

"Not likely," she giggles and I wink at Chaeyoung.

"Bitches," Chaeng grumbles from behind us as we walk on.

We enter the bar and the music squashes the remainder of their argument. It's a beautiful, new building in the fashion district of Manhattan. I heard about it from a client last week and she got us on the list. She claimed it has the best drinks and hottest bartenders, which was all we needed to hear. I wanted to cancel because of the laundry list of things piling up. But they demanded this was not an optional invitation.

I take in the dark purples and blues, its robust color scheme giving a sexy yet elegant feel. I find myself moving my hips to the bass pumping through the room. But the music is so loud we'll never be able to talk.

"Rooftop?" I ask when we notice it has a VIP rooftop bar.

They both nod and we head over to the bouncer who lets us pass with a smile. I'm wearing a black, strapless, tight dress with my hair down, Chaeyoung's boobs are barely covered, and Tzuyu's ass is hanging out. I'm shocked—or not. The three of us are dressed to the nines for our last night out.

Once we reach the bar, we find a couch that's open and grab a seat.

"This is nice," I say and pull my legs up under me while pulling my dress down.

"So, since you skated the question before, I'll ask. Why did you go see Jongin after Tzuyu said you shouldn't?" Chaeng asks.

She's got to be kidding me. This is what she wants to talk about tonight? The good mood I was trying to hold on to evaporates.

"The suit never was filed, all is well in the world. Jongin is gone. I think I'm much smarter than you give me credit for." I cross my arms and lean back on the sofa.

"Bitchy much?" Tzuyu replies and pokes me in the arm.

"Sorry," I say, softening my posture. "I'd much rather spend our night not talking about Jongin. Plus, I'm beat."

"Of course you are! You're moving, you got promoted, you had a month to get it all done, and you broke up with Jisoo. It's been a busy few weeks," she says with sympathy laced in her voice.

This is why I love her. She's the ying to Chaeng's yang. When one is hard the other is soft. Good cop/bad cop. But they always seem to tell me what I need to hear. I may not like it, but it's always said with love.

"What are we drinking? It's on me tonight." Tzuyu smiles and Chaeyoung whoops, allowing the Jongin subject to drop.

We order our drinks and I opt for a glass of wine. If I drink too much, I'll fall asleep in the chair. Chaeyoung however is taking full advantage of Tzuyu's offer to pay. They're laughing and I'm mostly laughing at them.

"Are we going to talk about Jisoo now?" Chaeng pipes in.

"Are you trying to piss me off tonight?"

"Better to be pissed off than pissed on," she retorts.