ϟ Night club

@Choi Seunghyun Se7en had dismissed his entire staff and entourage that he once entered. He wanted nothing to do with his royal duties this evening. For once, just for a few a hour be a commoner, an average well considering his wealth maybe a bit more than average man of the night. So if everyone was dancing on the dance floor so was too. If everyone was getting free shots from a stranger than down the hatch they go for him. Maybe even taking part in company of an attractive for the evening.

He plopped in the empty booth with a few party girls. Flirtatious conversations were exchanged a laugh or two then not longer they parted their ways. The alcohol began kicking in lacing his system as he strategically stumbled over to the bar. Looking down the way he noticed the drunken stranger that was g enough buy a round for the people. He watched your profile for a moment then shout his head allow a mildly entertainment fixate on his lips. “You’re out here buying all the people a drinks as the people’s champange who is buying you a shot my friend?”

@Choi Dongwook Because of his generosity on buying other patron's drinks, Seunghyun was quite the popular guy. With the alcohol freely in his system, it was very easy to interact with anyone. And because he made "friends" Seunghyun found himself to be in the VIP section of the club socializing freely. The hairdresser sat down comfortably sipping on his cosmopolitan and socializing with whoever was next to him. He had calmed down after a few shots and just wanted to take it easy for the rest of the night. Not that he couldn't handle his liquor, no- in fact it would take Seunghyun awhile to feel at least a buzz.

But once his drink was done, he headed back to the bar- leaning against the bar table. Ordering another cosmo, Seunghyun tipped the bartender well. With the money he "found" earlier. He was in the more quiet part of the nightclub. Music still could be heard and people were still dancing on top of each other but it was quiet enough where Seunghyun didn't need to yell over other people. He sat at the bar this time, talking with whoever was next to him as he sipped on is drink.

@Choi Seunghyun A man of his word, Se7en, made his appearance precisely on time. Clean and pristine as always the young lord made his way through the crowd, guided by his guards onto the private back lounge of the club. The guard pushed the door open, and just as promised, the skull king leader was there in the guest seat, ready to talk business. The formal exchange of greets began, and per usual, negotiations of the missed items began to go underway. After several minutes of outbursts and threats to either side of the party, they finally concluded this negotiation style was going nowhere. In the end, they argue that the young lord would have 48 hours to find the products or risk the assault of a full-scale open gang war.

Again the formalities were exchanged, and as the business partners vacated to office, Se7en poured himself a well overdue adult beverage. He had enough of the pressures of life from under the microscope of the underworld. It had been a long month since he'd scaled his way to power, and the perspective of the wide range of responsibilities began to come into view. Not tonight, he thought. Tonight was the night he was going to do something outside his norm. He had been doing nothing but playing by the rules and guidelines for his legacy. But tonight, all the King of the underworld wanted to do was get face waisted, and that was exactly what he planned on doing when he heard a man yell. "Shots"

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@Choi Dongwook Seunghyun was paranoid throughout the rest of the day. Rightfully so. It's not everyday someone would causally be walking the streets with a suitcase full of ing drugs and money. Just want has Seunghyun got himself into this time? Nothing good, that's for sure. He returned to his apartment, locking out the world and tossed the tainted cursed suitcase on the floor. "Okay, I can either leave it somewhere where no one would find it, take it back on the train and leave it there- Or police? No- that's crazy. They'll take me instead." The hairdresser paced the floor of his penthouse apartment. The devil on his shoulder kept saying to blow the money. Indulge in the richness and dive into nothing but ecstasy. When was the last time he got a break? " it."

Seunghyun opened the case one more time, taking some of the cash then hid away the cursed case somewhere no one could find it. He took a shower and got on his best wear. Soon he found himself in loud ponding beat of the club. Normally he wouldn't be found here as he wasn't a frequent club go-er. But when the alcohol hit his system, caution was blown all out the window. "Shots on me!"