Sorrow | 18+

3 More shots

Song to listen to: Jolin Tsai（蔡依林）- Lady in Red (红衣女孩）

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Vivienne

I was putting some red flower clips to my curled hair, when Zara finally answered me after two days of no contact.

La princesse Zara:
SOMETHING TO TELL ME? What have you done now?
(trans. french. Zara the princess)

La couturière Vivi:
Nothing bad, yet. I promise.
(trans. french. Vivi the seamstress）

La princesse Zara:
Ok, keep it that way. Only two exams left next week to deal with it, then I'm coming to rescue you on the weekend!! Have fun tonight, je t'aime <3
(trans. french. I love you)

La couturière Vivi:
Jag älskar dig också <3
(trans. swedish. I love you too)

"Ok, here you go, taste this shot", Min-young said when she returned back to her living-bedroom area from the kitchen. She had a small one-bedroom apartment, which was a reasonable price for her student budget. Her whole home was full of dark, black furniture with some purple accent colours. And plants in every possible nook. She was a certified plant-mom. I was sitting on her bed and doing my make-up, because we were going out tonight. On Friday morning when Min-young came to the morning shift to let me go home to sleep, she told me she needed someone to come dance with her on the bar's dance floor, because her university friends were too busy. I didn't go out that much, but I liked Min-young and wanted to hang out with her more.

"Another one?" I questioned as she offered me the third shot of the evening. Min-young had been going through her liquor cabinet and giving a test of her favourite alcohols when I told her I had really only drinked wines in my life, because that was what Zara could steal from her parents' storage.

"Yeah, it's peach flavoured soju, you'll love it", she claimed and drank her own shot. I sniffed my drink, but it didn't have a strong smell, so I swallowed it with one gulp. Not too bad, love the peachy flavour.

"Ok, I think I'm ready! What about you? We should really leave before my annoying upstairs neighbour starts to bother us about the rock music"

"Yes, I'll just put lipstick on", I said and reached for my small purse. I liked Min-young's music taste, but I could understand why the neighbour would not like to listen to the loud guitar sounds in the middle of the night. I applied my red lipstick on to match with my outfit and raised from the bouncy bed.

"You look hot! I really need you to make me some clothes too" Min-young praised. I was wearing a self-made red, midi dress with a corset top and short puff sleeves. The dress was bodycon styled and had a sweetheart neckline. I made it one night, not sure if I would ever wear it, but I really liked it on me. Min-young was extremely pretty as well in her see through lace top and black leather skirt with fishnet tights. She had put chains through the belt loops and attached different pretty charms to them. Her thick black eyeliner and black lips just elevated the look. I don't know if we looked like friends with our different aesthetics, but who cared.

"You're the prettiest, trust me", I said back smiling.

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The club was full. The beat of the music bouncing to the walls and people dancing at the floor, most of them were clearly quite drunk already. I couldn't really see much of the details because the club was so dark with annoying strobe lights that made everything hazy. The first floor had a long bar counter on one wall and some seatings, before the floor descended for a few steps and had a huge dance floor. The DJ was barely seen in the far corner of the dance floor as he didn't have a stage and people blocked the view. Clearly a dance bar. I wondered if I looked a bit too formal for the club, but as Zara said "Don't bother with what other people have on as long as you feel good on your clothes". To the right side of the bar there were neon WC signs and stairs that lead to the second floor with glass walls and balcony to look over the dance floor. "VIP floor", Min-young shouted to my ear over the music pointing to the second floor and started to lead me there. At the base of the stairs was a security guard and we stopped in front of her. "Names?", she asked and Min-young offered ours, which the guard checked on her tablet.