“Unnie, it's Bora-unnie again.” Minji sighed and got her car out to go where Siyeon told her to fetch their friend. Again. How many times had it been this week? Three? Four? The woman was used to this by now. Her eyes caught the glaring digits on the car’s console: 2:34am. Seriously Kim Bora, couldn't you be drunk sooner?

If the only thing I regret in my life is that I didn't meet this girl before my friend. Will this story have a happy ending?