A FEW DAYS AGO…
Kwan gulped down his one shot of Bacardi. He winced as he tasted the burn on his throat. He needed it, especially when he just found out that he and his gang raided the huge stash of illegal weaponry of two notorious mafias. It was dawning him that anytime, things could terribly go wrong.
He was currently drinking in a local bar just a few kilometers away from his place. He didn't plan on driving all the way home in a drunk state. He planned on getting wasted since he didn't want to deal with the matter sobber.
"Is it really wise for you to be drinking this much?"
A familiar face walked in and looked very concerned at Min Kwan who was already downing his third shot. Worry was etched on his face and pulled the bottle of liquor from him.
"It's fine… We're on a semester break so it's really fine. How are things going with your newfound business, Mr. Lee?"
A Steamy next chappie, anyone?