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SCENE 1. Seoul. The streets outside a bar. 1:14 a.m.
Enter HOSEOK and YOONGI, both slightly intoxicated.
YOONGI: I think my feet are broken. They don't walk in a straight line.
HOSEOK: Well, maybe you shouldn't have had those last, what, ten shots?
YOONGI: Coming from you, Mr-I-Can-Drink-Anything-And-Not-Get-Shitfaced!
HOSEOK: I think you somehow become more interesting and funny when you're wasted. We should do this more often.
YOONGI hits him on the shoulder.
YOONGI: I hate you so much, Jung Hoseok.
HOSEOK: Right back at you, hyung.
YOONGI: (makes a face of alarm) Oh shit. (grabs his stomach)
HOSEOK: No. No no no. (eyes wide, frantically waving his arms) Throw up over there, on the grass. Not on the sidewalk.
YOONGI runs over to a nearby patch of grass. When he's done, he walks back to where HOSEOK stands, clearly grossed out.
HOSEOK: That's disgusting.
YOONGI: You're not the one who just re-tasted everything you've eaten in the past twenty-four hours.
HOSEOK: Didn't need that graphic description, hyung, I know what throwing up is like. Jesus.
YOONGI: (sighing) Can I just crash at yours tonight? I'll probably end up collapsing on the road if I try to walk home. Plus my dad won't be too pleased if I come home like this.
HOSEOK: Yeah, as long as you don't mind a hangover lecture from my mom when we wake up.
YOONGI: Better than whatever 'talk' I'd get from my father. (snorts)
HOSEOK: We'll see how it goes, it depends how angry she is.
They laugh and walk off.
Exeunt.
Later, Hoseok's house.
Enter HOSEOK and YOONGI.
HOSEOK: Home sweet home. (switches lights on)
YOONGI: (wincing, hand on forehead) Holy shit, I'm absolutely fucked.
HOSEOK: I'll get you something, just wait here. Make yourself comfortable. You get the couch.
YOONGI: (scoffs) I'm honoured.
HOSEOK: (sarcastic) Yeah, you should be, asshole. You know how much shit I do for you, how many times I've saved your ass–
YOONGI: Okay, okay, I get it!
HOSEOK: Good. Now, I'm going to get some painkillers cause you're an asshole when you're drunk.
YOONGI: I'm pretty sure that's Snickers.
HOSEOK: I'll give you a fucking Snickers...(frustrated, grumbling as he walks away)
Exit HOSEOK.
YOONGI: Wow, I hate myself. (laughing to himself, lying down on couch) Christ, these lights are bright. Did Mrs. Jung get the fucking sun as a ceiling light?
Enter HOSEOK.
HOSEOK: Here are your damn pills. I'm going to bed.
YOONGI: Thanks. Night, Hoseok-ah.
HOSEOK: Night hyung. You know where the bathroom is.
Exit HOSEOK.
Still Hoseok's house. 9:27 a.m.
HOSEOK walks down the stairs, yawning. YOONGI stirs, awoken by the heavy footsteps.
Enter MRS. JUNG, hands on hips, visibly unimpressed.
MRS. JUNG: Well, well. The party animals are awake.
HOSEOK: Morning, mom.
MRS. JUNG: Don't you 'morning mom' me, young man!
YOONGI: (to Hoseok) Would it be a good time for me to leave?
HOSEOK: I'd advise against it.
MRS. JUNG: Why do I have to keep telling you two to stop drinking so much?
YOONGI: I mean... You don't have to. We wouldn't mind if you stopped.
HOSEOK: Shut up, Yoongi.
Enter JIWOO, in her pajamas and rubbing her eyes.
JIWOO: What's all this yelling about? I've got to go into work in a couple hours, I'm just trying to sleep!
MRS. JUNG: Sorry, dear. Hoseokie and Yoongi were out late again last night.
HOSEOK: We didn't do anything wrong! We were just trying to have fun!
YOONGI: Yeah! We were having fun, Mrs. Jung!
MRS. JUNG: Does 'fun' include passing out next to the toilet after throwing your guts up, Mr. Min?
YOONGI: (embarrassed, hiding face) No...
JIWOO: Aw, eomma. Go easier on them, they're young. Let them live a little before they get old and move out.
HOSEOK: Thanks, noona.
HOSEOK gets up to hug his sister.
JIWOO: No problem, Seokie. That's what I'm here for, protecting you against Mom's annoying lectures. (winks, chuckling)
MRS. JUNG: (rolling her eyes) There's breakfast in the kitchen, boys. Help yourselves.
HOSEOK: (brightens) Thanks mom! Love you mom!
YOONGI: Love you Mrs. Jung!
Exit HOSEOK and YOONGI, running.
JIWOO turns to MRS. JUNG, confused but angry.
JIWOO: (frustrated) Why do you keep such a leash on him?
MRS. JUNG: He's just become so reckless, I'm worried about him.
JIWOO: He's nearly twenty five, mom! He's not your little baby anymore!
MRS. JUNG: (wincing) I'm just trying to protect him... (defeated)
