Her Dramarama

"Wasted" Advice

After I had snapped out of my stupor that Hyungwon had put me in, I realized that he had in all technicality, given me the day off. I composed myself before sending a text to Jisoo. I felt it was time to key her in on everything and ask for her opinion on things. After the confirmation text and a chosen time and place, I hurriedly rushed around. A quick shower, a messy bun, and my lazy clothes and I was out the door before Hyungwon could turn in his sleep.
We agreed to meet at a small cafe on the southern side of Seoul, which was far enough away that I had to hail a cab. I got there early so ordered the drinks that I knew we would want and sat pondering. Was I really ready or even willing to tell Jisoo everything? For her to know what my life has consisted of since moving in with the boys. What would she think of me, what did I think of me? My life was tossed into a reverse harem and it was nearing the finale. Would Jisoo be able to help at all?
I was completely lost in thought, staring down at my coffee like it could answer all my problems, wishing more than ever that it was a tall glass of straight whiskey, maybe that would make things easier. But who was I kidding, I just had to pick someone, was it really so permanent? The way they made it sound was that it was the most important decision in my life, and I couldnt help but wonder whether or not it was.
When Jisoo slid into the seat across from me I barely even noticed. Her voice rose above all the voices in my head, bringing me back to the cafe and afternoon bustle.
"Yah, Tsuki... you dont talk to me for weeks other than one worded conversations. And here you are looking at your coffee with dissapointment, knowing that its not alcohol." She chuckled, taking a big sip of her bubble tea. I laughed, realizing that Jisoo still knew me well enough to know what I was thinking.
"How did you know?" I laughed, swirling it around like you would do wine before taking an exagerrative swig.
"Because I know that face... the one that says drunk you can fix your problems. I think we have learned in the past however that drunk you is a liar and wont fix anything." She laughed, reaching her arm across the table to put it on my own. "But that doesnt mean we shouldnt ask her later tonight" she whispered, winking at me. I let my head roll back, letting out an honest laugh, silently holding her to that. It had been so long since I had had a drink with Jisoo, maybe tonight would end our drought.
"Anyways Tsuki... start talking. You have been living with seven incredibly handsome and talented men. Please, dont spare any detail!" She said, her gossip voice coming out before she got herself comfortable for the story to come.
A story that I explained part for part, leaving out only the most intimate details, not wanting to reveal everything. I started from Hoseok, reminding her what had happened since we last spoke and how things have turned out for each boy that I had been with. She was most intrigued during the part in the story where I discussed Hyunwoo. It was obvious that her interest stemmed from a crush she had developed on the leader of the house, and I could not blame her. I jokingly brought up Kwangi, but it was quickly shrugged off. I knew her crushes were simple and nothing for Kwangi to worry about, but it was still fun to tease her for. Especially in the middle of the conversation we were having, it was nice to take a relaxing moment.
The end of the story came all to soon, all the way up to the moment we were in. Jisoo had completely finished her tea  so quickly ran to order another before giving any advise or inputs at all. As she ran up I prepared myself for what she was about to say. What she thought I should do, who she thought I should pick, if any? I took a big gulp of my coffee seeing that I too would have to take a trip up soon to get another. However in that moment my legs felt far too weak. I felt like i had just written a fanfic and read it aloud to Jisoo, but it wasn't just a story it was my actual life.
When Jisoo returned she set a new cup of coffee down in front of me while sipping on her own tea. 
Making no effort to hide my gratitude I mouthed I love you before draining my first and going to the next.
"Well Tsuki.... it sounds like you are going to have to pick someone. And I recomend anyone except Hyunwoo." She said, matter-of-factly, leaning back and sipping her tea. I kicked my leg out under the table, making contact with her shin, not hard enough to hurt but enough to show that it was serious.
"No duh, but who, how!?" I said, raising my voice.
"Okay okay... ya... shh..." she said setting her tea down and waving her arms at me to get me to quiet down. "Jesus Tsuki. We can figure this out okay, dont go into panic mode. You really do need to get drunk. Okay listen. Make a list, here give me your phone..." she said, holding out her hand. I gave her my phone and waited anxiously for her to explain.
When she finally handed it back it was open to a notebook app. Written down was each boys name along with the words Pros and Cons. I looked at her as if that was the dumbest thing she had ever said.
"Pros and Cons? Thats your solution? Im just supposed to think about the boys like I thought about my persuasive essays in college?" I chuckled at the thought, tossing the phone back onto the table. Her jaw dropped as she leaned forward.
"Yes Miss. Degree. Persuade yourself! Whichever member is the most appealing is the winner. Hell write an essay on each and whichever sounds best wins. If anything this is going to help you think critically about which ones you like most!" She said pushing the phone back at me and waving her hand like she was showing a prize.
"Doesnt this seem a bit materialistic. Judging them like that? Its just... not as... i dont know... sentimental, real?" I stumbled, trying to reason why that just felt so wrong.
"Yeah and having teaser sex with each one isnt?" She retorted. "Listen Tsuki. The situation you are in, isnt easy. You are being faced with a choice that they seem to take pretty damn serious. You need to seriously analyze each possible option because i have a feeling its the only one you get. So..." she reached for the phone again and got herself in a good typing position. "You tell me the pros and cons, and I will write them down. Does that make it less materialistic for you?" She asked in a very sassy tone. I rolled my eyes, and began to laugh.
"Okay we can do this, but you need to get me drunk first." I said, standing up and motioned for her to follow. "Lets go to the store then back to my place. Tell Kwangi you won't be home until later." I said before we locked arms and walked together out of the cafe.