"Come on boys, it's not like we can't drink," declares Wonpil with a smirk.

The other members stare at him as he is holding a few alcoholic beverages proudly. Brian is the first to speak.

"Why yes, but is there anything in particular to celebrate?" asks the bassist.

Noticing the slight displeasure and disappointment in the pianist's face, the leader answers as well.

"We don't need to have a proper reason to celebrate," considers Sungjin with a smile. "Of course, don't use that reason to go drinking unreasonably. Pass me one."

By that, a grin brightens the pianist's face. The others follow suit.

"Dowoon, as your oldest friend I will remind you to drink responsibly," teases Jae, slinging an arm over the drummer's shoulder.

"I might have a higher tolerance," says the youngest with a squint. "Watch your own."

They have a lively night of light-hearted banter in the living room, with laughs and mini yells frequent. By the end, most are feeling fuzzy. Wonpil has managed to give everyone a hug.

"I think you're the best hugger ever!" proclaims Jae happily.

"Okay, someone should have videoed that," says Brian with a shiver. "Jae doesn't like Wonpil's hug attempts."

"Are you jealous, Brian?" asks Wonpil cheekily.

Dowoon and Sungjin merely snicker at his petrified reaction.

"Pack up, boys," reminds the leader, and they do so, with a light swaying feeling floating in the atmosphere.

One by one, the members tumble into their own rooms. It gets quiet, noticeably so, especially when one compares the audio level half an hour ago. Joon, who had been watching the whole thing and contributing some barks, is now at a loss on what to do. He threw a mini tantrum earlier when he is not allowed to sip the strange beverage that made everyone smiley and a little freer. After pacing the living room, the Shiba Inu decides to:

1. Visit Wonpil
2. Mess about in the kitchen