It was the first time he met herㅡ one of Sojin's friends he is interested to be acquainted with. Although he is not prepared to have a mean under a street tent, Kiyong did encourage himself to reduce the drinking and instead engage into conversations rather than something else. It was a night niceㅡ at first, but gradually it became more interesting as the female beside him drowns in soju. "Alright, alright. Time to get home." He said to her as he lightly pats her back, rubbing it gently to comfort her from sobbing a little. The female just shrug his suggestions off and tosses his hand away from her back, glaring at him a little. Kiyong instantly retreats, and for a while watches the female induce another bottle in her throat. "I am your long lost sibling!" All of a sudden, she exclaims, and Kiyong couldn't help but to just laugh. Certainly it is the alcohol talking whilst the male did not took the female's words and actions seriously. Kiyong simply supported the female as she stumbles a few nonsensical thoughts, rummage a few seats that surrounds them. He never thought that having a drunk company like her would send him entertainment for Kiyong doesn't really fancy drunk people (unless they are his close friends and such) Apparently that night however, it is a differ."Sister, let's go home."