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@minjixkr Ilhoon revels in the attention he gets, allows others to pamper and indulge him seeing as they do so willingly and that it fuels him, boosts his ego, lifts his spirit. It’s never overbearing for he knows how to handpick those who can be accountable for their perfect ass-kissing skills.
His last three drinks are free, courtesy of the one who has been chatting him for the past half an hour. Ilhoon isn’t one to say no to alcohol, especially when he doesn’t have to worry about his tab at the end of the night. Unfortunately, Ilhoon has been bored to death for the last twenty minutes or so which is probably why he finds the bottom of his glass more interesting than anything at the moment.
The ice melts slowly, no liquid other than its water left on the glass. He picks at the lone slice of lime at the bottom with the tip of the straw he’s been playing with. He doesn’t feel like ordering a fourth glass, it’s getting late and he is clearly not going to take anyone home, however, his intention to get up and leave is shot down quickly when a girl stops him on his tracks. “Hey” He greets with a practiced familiarity that he probably shouldn’t have considering she is just a pretty stranger.