"You paid money for that guy to get us in quicker?" As they walked into a dark hallway and lights at the end of it. Joon-won could hear cheers and screams from the other end. It seemed rowdier than his past life.

"What, of course not. He won't allow for simple money, if that's the case, many people would just throw a few cash in his face to get in quicker and the whole thing will become a bidding war. The people we are partying with tonight have a special person. His dad runs this pub as its manager, so I told him I came for his party and he agreed. These things are important, Joon-won. You have so many things to learn, but don't worry I'll teach them all." He patted Joon-won's shoulder.

Joon-won shrugged it off and looked ahead as they almost reached the end of the hallway, as the lights became brighter and the sound became louder. As he stepped onto the floor, he saw so many people in the tiny, confined space. With lights everywhere and loud music blasting from the speakers by the DJ at the front. He looked to the side and saw the bar with people drinking crazily before joining the dance floor in the center.

"Are all these people from our university?" He asked Mo Yang. But got no reply. He turned around and saw Mo Yang already joining a group at the bar, drinking and laughing. He stood there, not knowing what to do. This atmosphere was very weird for a silence-loving guy like him.

He finally noticed a few couches at the side of the dance floor and slowly made his way there. Most of the couches were empty because of the swarm of people on the dance floor, jumping around like crazy monkeys.

He had to go through several drunk people to make it to his destination. He looked at the other couches and saw a few people taking in drugs and jumping back onto the floor to dance. He shook his head at how wild the definition of enjoyment was. He was such a boomer. As he continued to look around, he saw a server.

"Can I get a glass of water and another glass of juice?" He yelled towards the server. The server reacted and looked at him like he was an alien. Coming towards him he asked, "Sir, you asked for a glass of water and a glass of juice?" Trying to confirm the weird order he just received.

Joon-won nodded and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"I don't know if we have some juice, sir. I'll ask and if there is some, I'll bring it to you." And excused himself. Joon-won didn't expect that response.

'No Juice? So these guys have only alcohol here? How much is the juice ignored and not ordered for them to not have it?' he didn't want alcohol as he had it the earlier day. He just came out to check things out, not to get drunk.

He leaned back and continued to look around the whole pub. He noticed Mo Yang was already drunk and on the floor dancing with some women. It didn't take long for the server to come back and give him his glass of water and another glass of orange juice.

He slowly enjoyed his drink in peace until a woman stumbled out of the floor onto the couch he was sitting on. Luckily the couch was in a U shape and big enough to fit 5 people. He looked at the drunken lady as she slowly pushed herself up and sat properly. She looked around and picked up the glass of water he didn't touch and leaned back.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have come." She stretched her body and looked at the dance floor while mumbling. The girl didn't even notice him sitting and drinking on the couch. She looked pretty beautiful and was probably a university student. Along with her long brown hair, her blue eyes made her attractive.

He placed the glass down, making some sound and catching the girl's attention. The sound seemed to spook her as she looked around and finally spotted him sitting in the middle of the couch.

"Wha- Where did you come from? I thought I was sitting here alone and what's that? Juice? You are drinking juice? Go back home and drink milk." It surprised her at first but started dissing him, a complete stranger in her mental state.

He decided to ignore her and just took out his phone. He went through some news headlines, minding his own business until he smelled strong alcohol near him. He looked up and saw the lady was now beside him.

"What are you looking at? News? You are looking at the news in a bar? Man, that's why nerds shouldn't come out of their rooms and go to pubs like this."

He raised an eyebrow at her statement and moved aside. He wanted nothing to do with a drunken lady. That was just asking for trouble that he didn't want any. As he moved, that woman also slightly moved towards him.

He looked at her and said, "Don't come and stick your body towards me. I want nothing to do with you. You should probably go home already. Look how drunk you are."

"I'm not drunk. I'm perfectly fine. It's you who is drunk. You are pushing away a beautiful lady like me. Wait, are you into men? Now I understand, it's ok buddy, the society is changing and people will accept you." She drew her own conclusions, making him flabbergasted.

He shook his head and stood up to move away. The girl reminded him a bit of Hea-Jung, but Hea-Jung wasn't drunk by the time they met, even though she was equally irritable. As he stood up, he felt his hand was grabbed and looked behind to see she caught his hand while almost falling asleep.

He looked at the sleeping girl for a second and removed her hand before sitting on the opposite side. He couldn't leave a sleeping girl in a pub. That was dangerous.