Chapter 5

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They could hear the music and feel the bass at least ten feet from the door as they approached the house that seemed to have 30 bedrooms in it. Felix was the one to open the door and walk inside first, excited for another great time.

The first thing they saw was a conversation pit, with Minho in it and several guys and girls fawning over him as he just sat there, drinking casually from his solo cup with a smug look on his face.

"Well that's something you don't see anymore," Felix said.

"An asshole?" Jisung muttered, his teeth clenched.

"No, I meant the conversation pit. We see assholes all the time."

"Hey, guys!" a random boy walked up to them. "Drinks are in the kitchen over there. Lookin' hot!" He had gestured to their left, winked, and went back to the crowds of people.

The four made their way over to the kitchen and looked through the available beverages, mostly just beer.

Felix began pouring four cups full and handed them out. Seungmin left his on the counter while the other brought the cups to their lips and drank.

Jisung immediately spit it back into the cup and making a face.

"This is disgusting."

Felix and Chan laughed.

"You'll have to get used to crap beer for these parties," Chan told him and took another drink from his cup.

Jisung shook his head and set his cup on the island table.

"I'd rather be the designated driver."

"We're literally on campus. We don't need to drive anywhere. Besides, you have a chauffer at your beck and call," Felix reminded him.

"I'm just saying, I'm not drinking that."

"Cheers to that," Seungmin agreed and drank from his solo cup.

Jisung stared at him, mouth falling open just slightly.

"You drink cheap beer?"

Seungmin scoffed.

"No way in hell."

"Then what are you drinking?"

Jisug grabbed the cup and looked inside.

"Is that a fucking cocktail?"

Felix and Chan moved to look inside as well.

"Yeah. You really think I'm going to drink that wheat juice shit? I only drink the highest quality craft beer, if any." Seungmin crossed his arms.

"Where the fuck did you get the mixers and shit?" Felix looked around.

"I raided the cupboards and fridge. Found a few things I could work with." He shrugged.

"Can you make me one?" Jisung requested.

"Taste mine first. Tell me what you think."

Jisung grabbed the cup back from Chan and took a swig. He thought about the tastes swirling in his mouth. It was definitely cheap alcohol, but the mixers added were tropical and delicious.

"This is good. Absolutely, Mr. Bartender," Jisung joked.

Seungmin let out a short laugh before he went to work, grabbing everything he would need, including a lime he found.

"Want some lime too? I hadn't noticed it when I was making mine."

"That'd be so good," Jisung raved as he watched his personal bartender at work.

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