What's life?
Who am I?
Am I just programmed to be squeezed dry and dragged around by In-ha forever?
Half to In-ha, half to Juha, and the rest to Ye-young, Ji-hyun, random chicks…
"Ughhh…"
Got dragged out the moment I woke up.
The Gangwon-do trip fell through…
So we're headed to Gyeonggi-do instead.
That's fine, but the schedule's insane.
Morning: Waterbomb festival. Then beer festival. Afternoon: hotel check-in, hotel pool. Evening: night beach. Finish with rooftop drinks.
Stop, fuck! One thing a day's enough!
"Mwhaha!"
In-ha's honking like a maniac, losing it.
She's hyped.
Convertible top down, going wild. Told her to spend, and she's blowing it like crazy…
*Vroooom—*
Agh, my forehead! It's peeling…
I clutch my head, curling up.
What if we crash?!
My fault for giving her money…
*Vroooom—*
Please don't let me die today…!
I grip the seatbelt, turning my head.
Juha's cheeks are in view, next to hyped-up In-ha.
Her cheeks look a bit puffed.
She's been off doing something alone lately—didn't go well? Looks down.
Still, she seems happier today for the trip. Like a weight's lifted…
*SCREEECH—*
"Kyaa! So fun!"
Can't you close the top?!
Please just get us there alive…
---
…
Already packed with people.
Shorts, tank tops, bikini-like outfits…
Clearly Waterbomb or Bassbomb crowd.
Why so many? Won't I catch something, fuck?
"Wooow—"
In-ha's shoulders bounce, eyes sparkling.
Already hyped…
Does she get a high from crowds? I'm already drained!
*Boom boom boom.*
Music and amps blare from afar.
It's In-ha's world, I can see it… I'm gonna collapse.
"Yo, grab your ID and hat."
In-ha throws on clothes and bolts out.
Black tank top, gray skirt-shorts.
Long and pretty. Her physique makes anything look flashy.
Her pale skin makes my dick twitch. If she knew I thought that, my neck's snapped.
"Wait."
Juha adjusts her clothes and steps out.
In-ha's eyes immediately drop.
"Umm…"
Same outfit?
Same tank top, but totally different vibe.
Juha's chest is spilling out.
"… …"
In-ha, suddenly glum, stares at her own chest.
Hmm… definitely a difference.
"Wanna die…"
Yours aren't *that* small, it's fine.
As someone who's touched them, they're not bad!
"Should've drunk more milk."
"What's milk got to do with it…"
If milk worked, everyone'd chug it…
Juha stretches with a groan.
Tattooed, tanned delinquents are already side-eyeing.
Why do I feel eyes on my ass too? Fuck, my imagination?
"What're you doing, not coming?"
Juha puts on her hat, gesturing.
Her huge tits contrast her sunken abs and navel.
I nod unconsciously, moving fast to grab her hand.
Maybe coming was worth it…
---
"Kyaa!"
Water cannons rain down.
In-ha squeals, grinning ear to ear.
What's fun about this?
"This all you got? You can do better!"🎶
Fuck, how many times have I heard that line?!
Squeezed between tattooed, shirtless, tanned guys, getting soaked…
Why come here, fuck!
"Haaack…"
The further in, the more crushed I feel…
I'm done…
"Only real party girls come here!"🎶
"Goal by 20: sleep with 100 guys!"🎶
Song lyrics based on real life?
I squeeze through the crowd, looking ahead.
It's even crazier out here.
Extroverts really do recharge at places like this.
I'm so drained I could die…
"… …"
Juha looks worn out too.
Was fun and novel at first, but…
Standing for an hour saps your strength…
"Yo, In-ha, we're hitting the bathroom."
"Huh? Yeah, yeah!"
Not even listening.
Juha ditches In-ha, struggling through the crowd.
Soaked top to bottom, she shakes off water.
Why's she the only one *this* wet? People were aiming water guns at her.
Targeting her big tits? Kinda funny thinking about it.
"Hah…"
Juha wrings out water, walking off.
It's only been three hours since we started.
Only an hour since we got here.
So much left today… already scared…
"Let's rest outside…"
Juha shakes her water gun, brushing back her hair.
There's a spot opposite the stage to sit and watch.
I grab one of Juha's hands, heading to the stands.
Feels better further out. Amps aren't so loud.
"Doesn't seem wet here."
"Yeah."
Juha sighs, leaning back in the chair.
Somehow, I can still see In-ha bouncing in the distance.
Pretty sure it's her… doesn't she get tired?
"Ugh, thirsty."
Juha fans herself, frowning.
Sun's brutal today.
"Want me to grab drinks?"
They're handing out drinks over there.
Juha looks up at me.
"Let's go together."
Could've gone alone.
She groans, standing up.
Brushing back wet hair, she trudges along.
Juha looks thinner.
---
"Phew, so refreshing."
Resting, In-ha struts over, beaming.
Her face is glowing…
She's even more energized. Energy-sucking monster?
"Yo, we've only been here three hours!"
Juha glances away at In-ha's words.
Even Juha can't handle In-ha in party mode…
She's ready to drag us to hell for fun.
"Get up, dumbass, get up!"
Nooo, let me rest…
A trip's supposed to be fun together!
Not just you recharging, fuck!
"I'm resting…"
I cling to the ground. In-ha smacks her lips.
We've been here long enough!
You said we'd go after hotel check-in! It's almost time…
"Then let's grab food and head to the hotel."
Juha's eyes light up at In-ha's words.
Hotel pool's gotta be better than this.
She wouldn't go crazy swimming there, right?
"Let's get food!"
In-ha yanks my arm.
Why me, fuck! Go alone!
"Get up! Up! Up, fucker!"
"Ughhh…"
Should've gone to Gangwon-do…
Save me…
---
Exhausted…
Car to the hotel's quiet.
Just In-ha humming and music blaring.
Kill me already…
"Joonhyung dead?"
Yeah… dead…
Shaking, I lock eyes with In-ha in the rearview mirror.
She grins wickedly.
What shitty schedule's she planning now…
*VROOOM—*
*SCREECH.*
Stop speeding… road's empty, but chill, I'm gonna die…
I grip the seatbelt, tears streaming.
Juha's given up, slumped and rattling.
"Phew, refreshing."
Possessed by a party ghost?
Trapped by wild-driving In-ha, we race down the road.
Sunlight pours through the open roof.
View's nice, everything's good… except In-ha's driving.
"Here?"
Finally arrived… almost puked…
I look up, seeing a familiar hotel entrance.
Bigger than the Incheon one. Just as fancy, or more…
"Wow, how much was this?"
In-ha glances at me.
…Why me?
Fuck, you didn't blow the million here, did you? If so, you're dead. I'll make you shoot a million won's worth of videos.
"Uh, not much."
Play it off, play it off.
In-ha gestures, flooring it.
Fucker…
"Reservation?"
"Yes."
"We'll valet."
Valet service, first time for everything.
In-ha keeps eyeing me, grabbing a pile of bags.
Check-in at the lobby, up the elevator.
Lobby smells fancy… gotta be at least 500,000 a night…
"Wow, so high."
Elevator climbs endlessly.
In-ha looks around, excited.
Not like we come every day, just one night…
"Wow—"
Juha gasps, opening the room door.
Umm…
Not the hotel room I expected.
Why's there a living room? Size of two rooms combined.
"G-Got it on a deal."
I stare at In-ha; she turns away, mumbling.
"Ohh."
Bathroom's as big as a room.
Fine, we can splurge once…
"Wow, there's a terrace."
Fuck, just buy a designer bag!
My hard-earned gambling money…
Well, it's gambling money, so whatever.
"How do we get our money's worth?"
Juha, amazed, pulls the curtains, looking outside.
Not right-on-the-beach view, but you can see it.
In-ha drops her bags, sitting on the bed.
"Heehee…"
Heehee, my ass.