"Ha-Joon-ssi, why are you so cruel?" He asked and I paused. What? What did I do? "Why didn't you tell me we were having dinner with others?"
He looked me in the eye, but I doubt his eyes could even see clearly given how drunk he was.
Even the girls were wasted.
"I didn't know there would be others there... Hic!" Duck-Hwan's voice trembled with a little hiccup at the end. His grip on my wrist tightened again. They were warm and unyielding.
I stared at him, baffled.
"What are you talking about? It's just dinner. What's the big deal?"
"The big deal," he said, leaning in, "...is that I thought this was finally my chance. Just us." he began to cry and I furrowed my brows.
This was rather uncomfortable.
Was it because he was drunk? The smell of Soju kept reeking out as he talked. It was very thick.
Just how much did he drink?
