✎ bar

@✧ k. jennie as soon as she picked up his call, he stepped out of his car, the quiet thud of his footsteps resonating on the pavement as he headed towards the passenger side to retrieve the bag of drinks. "yeah, no worries." he responded with a friendly smile, passing the bag to jennie while reciprocating her half hug before joining her on the way into the house.

as they entered the welcoming sanctuary of her kitchen, his eyes swept over the scene, taking in the cozy atmosphere that filled the space. the gentle glow of overhead lights bathed the room in a warm ambiance, complemented by the subtle scent of spices lingering in the air, creating an inviting haven of comfort and relaxation - something that was completely opposite to his home. his attention was quickly drawn to the assortment of drinks adorning the fridge, their vibrant labels catching his attention and tempting him closer. the sight elicited a soft chuckle from him, a mixture of amusement and appreciation, as he nodded in acknowledgement of her comment.

"okay, cool. is jaehyun here too?" he inquired casually, his curiosity sparked by their shared history, though the details remained somewhat elusive. squatting midway in front of the open fridge, his eyes scanned the selection of beverages, each one holding the promise of a memorable evening. with careful consideration, he selected his preferred beer, feeling the cool metal of the can comforting in his grasp. with practiced ease, he popped open the top, the familiar sound echoing softly in the room as he discarded the lid in the nearby trash before taking a sip of the cold, refreshing gold liquid while waiting for her response.

@✧ j. jungkook taylor swift blasted on the speakers over the game playing on tv. the girls were singing along in jennie's bedroom as they did their makeup while the guys stood around with beers in hand watching the game as the scent of perfume and alcohol diffused into the air. meanwhile, jennie was in the kitchen in a full face of makeup, dressed in a crop top and jeans with house slippers slapping on the tile floors, opening bags of chips into bowls and drying grapes so the group could have something to eat before drinking. as she finished setting up snacks and snuck a bite of a grape, her phone began to ring on the counter, reading, "lisa's ex."

[ headcanon: jungkook's caller id on jennie's phone is "lisa's ex" because she got his number when she was drunk but could not remember what his name was, just the fact that he was lisa's ex, and never changed it because the two don't actually interact that much despite having mutuals. she genuinely didn't know his full name until she saw him in the university chat since she'd been only calling him 'kook' this whole time: she wasn't sure it was his actual name or a nickname. ]

she answered the phone with a crunch, chewing as the caller announced his arrival. "hold on," she replied as she picked up her phone and began to shuffle toward the door, "i'm coming outside right now." she swiftly switched from her house slippers into a pair of slides, waving at jungkook with a smile as she spotted him outside her gate, hanging up the phone as she welcomed him into her residence. "thanks for picking up drinks," she said as she gave him half a hug, taking the bag out of his hand as she led him into her home, "the boys are watching the game while we wait for the girls to finish their makeup right now." jennie switched from her slides to her slippers, leading jungkook to the kitchen as she put the spirits into the freezer. "feel free to grab a drink and some snacks while we wait," she offered cheerfully, opening the fridge to reveal the odd assortment of beer that had collected over time.

@✧ k. jennie jungkook swiftly collected a couple of bottles, steering clear of vodka as per her request. not to mention, he remembered to grab the low cranberry she specifically asked for, though he couldn't discern the difference between regular and low cranberry — both seemed indistinguishable to his taste buds. yet, in the spirit of ensuring a smooth night ahead, he also snagged a few electrolytes, just in case anyone needed a replenishing boost. after scanning and bagging the drinks, he completed the transaction and headed to his car, stashing the bag safely on the passenger side. removing his mask and hat, he sought to maintain a low profile, especially wary of public scrutiny painting him as a regular drinker, despite the undeniable temptation of recent back-to-back indulgences with his crew.

with a quick once-over of his hair using his fingers, he ensured it maintained a presentable appearance before setting off towards his destination — jennie's house. though they shared acquaintances within their circle, they hadn't engaged in much conversation beyond the occasional interaction during group gatherings. nonetheless, he couldn't help but find her somewhat endearing, albeit with his focus still entangled in the remnants of his past relationship. any communication with her primarily revolved around her hosting duties or if she required assistance.

upon reaching the gates of her residence, he swiftly retrieved his phone, locating her contact before initiating the call. "hey, i'm outside."

@✧ l. taemin Loneliness is a hell of a thing, not like Sohee would admit to that - she'd be damned if she was to ever express that she, a bold face type of girl would be settling into that dark, weary pit of loneliness. It's a bit too far stretched for her - even with her ride-or-die, best friend, Junhoe not being around tonight, the young woman finds her way over to their regular bar stop. A place where many of the students come to have their fair share of alcohol and stupid decisions. A hooker is provided at every table in case anyone wants a pull, but Sohee was craving for an actual, proper joint tonight, it's her bad luck for running out, and her source; Jun wasn't around for the time.

Ignoring the popular kids flanking in from both entrances, the young woman walks over to the bathrooms, deciding to take a break from drinking and checking herself out in the mirror, using the washroom quickly, and maybe stalking a prey that may provide what she really wants. Once she's finished, she washes her hands quickly, just as some of the chaebols enter and their disgruntled words about Sohee, definitely don't go unnoticed, being a well-known troublemaker and outcast wasn't something that others tend to ignore for the outcast comfort - oh no, they take it upon themselves actually to make life even more miserable for her if possible.

"If you got something to say, just say it to my face," she snarls out lowly, and glares at the two women in the mirror, rolling her eyes as they start throwing a slew of insults at her, as if they can even harm her in any way, after all, she has been through enough pain and suffering throughout the years, little rich girls being spoiled brats and trying their very best to diss her cannot even make a proper claim that could hit her where it hurts the most. Walking out with her held high, her eyes roam the area, before ordering another drink, stout this time, deciding to go with Guinness rather than beer, the girl walks on over to the hooker lounge, settling down and leaning her head back with a deep sigh eliciting through pink brims.

"It's so ing boring and there's no entertainment..." Obsidian orbs flicker around the area, the place is quite deadbeat quiet for a Friday night, maybe as time passes and it's later on in the night, there will be more people coming in, hopefully, not just uni frat boys flocking the area with their stupid old noises. It'll be nice if some mature men also smoke weed and enjoy the nice scenery, maybe taking a walk under the moonlight, high off her marbles can be fun. That's when her wandering orbs capture a well-known figure and alas, of course, he's parting from the popular crowd, this only edges her own to be further annoyed with a distasteful roll of her eyes.

Setting up the hooker, she takes a much-needed pull, closing her eyes and relishing in the sweetness that splays over her tastebuds. The nicotine is not doing anything just yet, since she's used to the harder stuff, her gaze flicks back up to Taemin - some model she thinks, he's actually more of a loner but apparently, he still drifts from the rich, popular kids from time to time, having some connections to his old clique. Either way, looking at him being admired under the dim lights, as if he's something of major importance causes the girl to be irritated wondering what's so good about being seen as some idol? Isn't it tiring? Or maybe it's just an outcast mindset, if she were in his place, she'd be tired and y about their mobbing style of behavior, worshipping him on their hands and knees practically - she can never.

Her mother always told her, 'Never judge a book by its cover...' she guesses that maybe that quote would be vastly important for the continuation of her night's encounter.

Her look & vibe: https://i.imgur.com/F9PqUJR.jpeg