He drank the first glass in one go. He thought that it would be bitter like the soju he first had at Suyeon’s house, but a faint peach fragrance spread inside his throat instead. He thought it would be a strong alcohol, but maybe it was fruit juice?

“Phew, that makes me feel better. Toilet, toilet….”

The two ladies sitting on the other side immediately left the room after emptying their glasses. Daemyung grabbed the drink bottle that was standing on one side of the table. It was the drink he just had now. 2% alcohol content. It seemed to be a Japanese alcoholic drink but he could not read anything else on it.

“Hyung-nim, isn’t this just juice?”

Gwak Joon also picked up the bottle before he asked. Pilhyun spoke, his breath smelling like alcohol,

“Don’t you start. This is our 3rd round. We’re drinking that to sober up.”

“You people are amazing. But who were the two women?”

“Scary women I got to know through work. It’s been about 15 years since I got to know them, I think?”

“So they are writers.”

“Joon, your personal network is too narrow. You would’ve known them if you came to the writers’ meetings when I told you to.”

“You know my personality. I’m gloomy.”

Daemyung nodded when he heard Gwak Joon say that he was gloomy. It wasn’t just his impression. His style was like a crow as well. Black glasses, a black t-shirt, and...