Wendy sighs in exhaustion as she finally makes it back to her apartment. There's been an unexpected number of alcohol poisoning cases in the ER this week. It's not a weekend or a public holiday, do she has no idea why it’s happening. Men and women of all ages have just been imbibing insane amounts of Soju.

If you can't handle your alcohol, please stick to beer.

She thinks that she deserves a nice, cold drink after the day she's had.

A Banana and watermelon smoothie it is. Maybe I'll slip some kale in.

When she opens the fridge, Wendy finds herself facing a wall of pretty faces. It's the same pretty face, actually.

Damn, she's stunning.

Every single shelf is packed with soju with a vaguely familiar girl on the label.

What. The. Heck.

“SAKURA!”

“WHAT?!”

“GET YOUR OUT HERE, NOW!”

Her cousin slowly pads her way into the kitchen, headphones askew and Nintendo switch in hand.

“This better be important, I was stalking the little leaf boy. He's a paranoid little twig.”

"What happened to our fridge?”

“Something's wrong with the fridge?!” Sakura sprints over to the fridge and sticks her head in. She sighs in exaggerated relief before shouldering the door shut and leaning against it. “There's nothing wrong at all! Don't scare me like that. I thought something happened to Irene-unnie.”

Wendy thinks that her cousin has probably played Breath of the Wild for too long and that it's fried her brain. “There's nobody here. And if they were, they wouldn't be in the fridge.”

She's family and you can't throw her out into the street.

Sakura rolls her eyes. “This,” she says, opening the fridge and taking out a bottle of soju “is Irene-unnie. The greatest woman of your generation.”

I'm not the greatest woman of my generation? Wow.

“She's in that cake K-pop group, right?”

“Yes."

"What happened to all your beer and that other cake girl?"

It's Red Velvet! And she was Joy! This is Irene-unnie, who I'm gonna be dating soon!”

Auntie gave you that orange tree last year. You can't kick her daughter out!

“Because your fantasies have progressed to delusions?”

Sakura places an absolutely massive shot glass onto the counter and fills it with Soju. “Because I'll drink this. She said so. I drink and we're dating.”

God please give me strength.

“That's ridiculous. Drinking that and giving yourself alcohol poisoning is a terrible idea. Who would be insane enough to- Wait, when did she say it?"

“The start of the week. Why?”

Wendy thinks of all the alcohol poisoning that's been going on.

“I think I'm going to kill your Irene-unnie.”