"Cha-cha, you coming?" Eiichi turned back to call. Park Daisuke stopped in the distance then continued to walk off. I guess he had no reason to disagree. He had already exposed his childish and more pleasant side to one of his many annoying subordinates. I looked down into my hands, thanks to Eiichi, I was kicked out before I could buy my groceries, and I was still holding Park Daisuke's ticket. I might as well get a free meal and return this piece of paper to its rightful owner.
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"How is it?" Park Daisuke, Eiichi and I stared at the rose-coloured drink perched on the bar in front of me. "So are you going to drink it. Your thousand dollars; don't you want it?" Park Daisuke, inched the drink closer to me. It was a concussion of soju, gin, absinthe and pink-vodka for...appeal?
