Cup of Tae: I've FulFilLed mY pURPOSe inTvis world
Nam Bora: Cmon Tae
Nam Bora: Where r u
Cup of Tae: Idk rlyrjenw
Cup of Tae: I do not remeber
Nam Bora: Nvm I'll track u
Cup of Tae: TRAcK???
Cup of Tae: Track Me DoWn??
Nam Bora: Yup so stay put V
Cup of Tae: Anything 4 my princess
I grow even worried as his messages become more slurred and misspelled, his usual perfect grammar and punctuation nowhere to be seen.
He's really drunk.
But I thought he didn't drink alcohol?
Putting the thought in the back of my mind, I tuck the phone into the back of my pocket as I race to the boys' house.
A shocking realization runs through me as I near the white apartments.
Are all the boys drunk?
V would never drink alcohol with his own will. He and I both have something in common- we're both very light drinkers. Even one gulp could knock us out flat, transforming us from mature adults into a month old infant.
As I open the unlocked door to the familiar apartment, I immediately whip around and lock the door securely behind me.
The last thing I needed was someone to see a famous world star, drunk as a bull on cocaine, with a girl.
That would be the end of his career, his everything. Not to mention my life as well.
V is collapsed on the bed, his fallen phone still glowing brightly on the floor. His eyes are closed, and for a second I think he's knocked himself unconscious.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
For a second, I'm confused and lost on what to do next.
None of the boys were here, except for V, which was definitely unusual. It was already past midnight, which made this even more confusing.
The boys should be here with him.
Where were they?
Then I see a green bottle glinting against the dark, its silhouette undeniable.
It was a soju bottle, and it was as empty as my wallet.
