And as soon as she her companion nodded, she took off her leather jacket, putting it into the other. “Better?” she asked as she glanced down at her. The sudden lack of space in between them caught her off guard, but it was welcomed. She didn’t mind, after all, in fact, the dj secretly likes it.
It surprised Byulyi that Babysoul could still even remember where she live. Just by hearing her tone, she was definitely far fro`m tipsy. She was obviously drunk, Byulyi was sure of that. It was quite an amusing sight though, she haven’t seen this side of her earlier, and she finds it cute -- the childish side of her.
“I did.” she answered blankly. “That’s why we’re going to my home.” Byulyi find it silly that she was even replying to her, she doubt the girl could even process whatever Byulyi was saying, or she may -- but she was obviously too drunk to even care. With how Babysoul was acting, Byulyi felt like she was actually taking home an eight year old kid, and upon the realization, she find herself chuckling at the thought. Ah, Byulyi. What did you get yourself into.
Byulyi continued to lead the other into her apartment, it didn’t took them long enough to arrive right in front of her doorstep. She pulled away from the other, her hand retracting from the other’s grip as she fished out her keys from her pocket. The door swung open once it was unlocked. “Make yourself comfortable, and don’t worry. i live alone so you can do whatever you want.” her shoulder shrugged nonchalantly as she walked inside.
Her studio apartment wasn’t huge, it was enough for one person to live in. She would admit, her apartment was quite messy. Byulyi did not had time to clean up these past few weeks, some of her clothes were scattered everywhere, her paintings scattered on the side with a canvas that was probably resting on the table for god knows how long, the paint was already dry, and her brushes was also left unwashed.
But hey, Babysoul was drunk, Byulyi doubt that she would even care about her messy apartment anyway. The DJ went straight to the kitchen, opening the fridge, she pulled out the bottle of chocolate flavored vodka, showing it to the other in attempts of exciting the other, a soft smile forming on her lips after. She pulled out two shot glass from the cabinet, pouring both of them with the alcohol. Byulyi handed out one of the shot glass to Babysoul, her lower back leaning against the edge of the counter top.
