“Why’s he on the floor?”

“Because you made him drink, obviously.”

“But he only drank a bit of beer and soju.”

“Maybe he’s weak to alcohol.”

Ganghwan looked at Sooil, who was on the floor, with an apologetic expression. Maru tried poking Sooil’s waist. He twitched but didn’t wake up. Even after shaking him a couple of times, he did not respond. It hadn’t even been an hour since they popped open the first can of beer, yet one of them was wasted already.

“I thought he was good at it since he kept drinking.”

“Me too. I think he drank a bit less than one bottle.”

“He did keep drinking whenever we toasted. Looks like this is his first time drinking. He’s completely out of it.”

“Hey, hey, Yoo Sooil.”

Maru shook him a bit more violently this time. Sooil opened his eyes just barely and sat up. Maybe he came to himself?

“Look at him.”

Hanna burst out laughing. Sooil’s body was swaying from side to side like he was a pendulum. The rhythm was so perfect that it reminded Maru of a metronome.

“I think I need to take this guy home. Are we meeting up here at the same time tomorrow?”

Maru grabbed Sooil’s arm and stood up.

“Now that I think about it, Maru, this kid, is really strong, huh. Don’t you think so, oppa?”

“He really is quite strong. He always carries the heavy stuff when we’re moving...